Burnin' Down the House.

opening discussion:

Would the Replacements have been a better film if the character of Shane Falco had instead been newly-retired FBI Agent Johnny Utah instead?

Johnny Utah

former Ohio State Quarterback.

FBI surfer.

loves Pat Swayze. (but really... who doesn't)

wastes bullets/says fuck alot.

"[he's a] total control freak & the ocean beats him up & challenges him. After a while everything becomes a game . . . He becomes as amoral as any criminal. He loses the difference between right and wrong"

           - Keanu Reeves

"You're sayin' the FBI's gonna pay me to learn to surf?"

            - Johnny Utah        

                            

Shane Falco

former Ohio State Quarterback. (again)

lives on house boat.

always wants the ball.

winners want the ball.

thus, Falco = Winner?

not quite.

"Pain heals. Chicks dig scars. Glory... lasts forever."

                -  Shane Falco

very inspirational Shane.

spoken like a true bro...

moral of the story?

Johnny Utah is Godzilla

Shane Falco is Japan.

bonus quote:

"Johnny Utah, in a competition of strength/wit, 

would annihilate Ryan Seacrest"

         - Steve "Solid Snake" Anderson

things i am making a conscience effort 

to correct about myself (part 1).

music in the car.

i like to make big giant playlists on my iPod.

& i like make them for different reasons.

like driving.

or smoking.

or driving & smoking.

or being vulnerable.

or getting with hott chix.

but i have a condition known as Music ADHD.

i can't listen to more than 30 seconds of any song.

even if i love it.

no longer.

i will now only listen to full albums/discographies.

in chronological order...

approx. duration of change: 

3 albums (of radiohead)

or

1 album (of AnCo)

talking on the phone.

hate talking on the phone.

hate.

hate the phone. (pick up the phone?)

my mom called my crying.

she said i never call her.

i told her i never call anyone.

she said she was going to stop paying my 

car insurance/cellphone bill/feeding me on alternate weekends.

now i call her every day.

but only her...

hate the phone.

détestez le téléphone.

approx. duration of change:

as long as i want to keep "livin' the dream"

less sports/more politics.

i watch sportscenter 15 times a day.

then i listen to sports in my car

(when i'm not listening to 15 seconds of every song on the playlist 

i made to impress the cute girl who works at Barnes & Noble.) 

then i read about soccer on the interweb.

in this new america of Barack Bro-bama

feel as though i need to pay more attention to

the state of the word, while paying less attention

to finding out where i can go in Buffalo to blow lines off 

of DJ Adam Wests' iTouch with Terrell Owens.

side note...

HD sports are not good for Stuart Scott.

booyah?

more like GOOOOOyah.

get it?

never mind.

from now on i will only get news from pro-democratic media outlets

i will watch MSNBC & pay attention to what Rachel Maddow has to say

instead of just pretending she's playing with my junk.

yeah, i know she's got a dyke haircut.

i don't care.

she's still sexy. (tweet me rachel! plz?) 

approx. duration of change:

5 days, 14 hours, 35 minutes.

(first regular season yankees game)

just one last thing...

remember to make it special.

let's party like there is no tomorrow/we're laced on adderall.

lets' burn this place to the ground with the fire of our authentic lifestyle.

which i will demonstrate with this photo.

the fire represents our authenticness.

the building represents the world/establishment.

this doesn't seem as deep as i hoped it would be.

later ya'll.