Jeremy's World

You know how the saying goes, “It’s like a [insert vehicle here] wreck. You can’t turn away.”  Well, for me, reality TV can be this way.  The trashier the better.  And, I’m (mostly) not ashamed to admit that.  Besides network reality TV like American Idol and Survivor, there’s the entertainment found on VH1.  And one of the best there?  Rock of Love with Bret Michaels.

Obviously I’m a big fan of hair band music, and Poison is the epitome of that genre.  Since Brett Michaels is the front man there, I guess that makes him the quintessential hair metal icon (never mind he’s probably bald under that bandana).  Now that it’s some 25 years past the hair band hey day, what’s a rocker to do?  Go on TV and find “real love” with skanky girls half your age, of course.

That’s the premise of Rock of Love.  Lonely Brett needs to find a girl to be his true love because apparently he can’t do that without TV.  And since this is the third season, I guess it didn’t work out the past two times.  Poor guy.  Ok, I know, he does it because losers like me will watch, he has an album to pimp (which is pretty good), and I’m sure he gets a gazillion dollars to do it.  And the girls on the show?  The trashiest of trashy.  Every great once in a while there may be *one* who you wouldn’t be embarrassed to bring home to mom.  But for the most part, these girls make Britney Spears seem as elegant as Jackie O.

That said, last night was the big finale, and of course we watched.  It came down to a big choice between the “girl next door” and the Penthouse model.  Brett chose the Penthouse model (Taya, on top)…For the record, I would have chosen the girl next door (Mindy, on the bottom).

I’m sure your life is further enriched knowing this bit of information.

I’m not sure I want to know how this injury happened…How embarrassing.

Saw this on fark.com one time and it cracked me up.  I’ll probably burn in hell for posting it and it may provide another reason to run me out of my church.  But I did LOL…

Christianity: The belief that a cosmic Jewish Zombie who was his own father can make you live forever if you symbolically eat his flesh and telepathically tell him you accept him as your master, so he can remove an evil force from your soul that is present in humanity because a rib-woman was convinced by a talking snake to eat from a magical tree…yeah, makes perfect sense.

On the heels of my "Confessions of an Average Guy" post, a friend of mine sent me a link to this blog. How frighteningly accurate is this?!

This one is for Fred.  And this one is for my lovely wife, Jenn.  (Just kidding!  Ok, not really.)

I came across this blog post recently and, well, I kinda laughed out loud.  I wasn’t interested in the whole post so much as the first few paragraphs that so accurately describe the "Apple Elitist" (Sorry, Fred, LCB, JT and Alex…It is what it is!).  The whole post goes on about a web comic review, but here is the part that cracked me up:

There is no person in the world more obnoxious than an Apple elitist. Boston sports fans come pretty damn close, but typically those are somewhat pudgy guys with hilarious accents and not nerdy hipsters with smug faces you are sorely tempted to slap or punch.

It’s always, “Why would you waste your money on a PC when you can get a Mac?” Or “Macs are way more reliable than PC. Have you ever seen a Mac get a computer virus?” Or “Look at that god-awful Zune. Why would anyone ever pick that over the graceful simplicity of an iPod?” Or “Microsoft totally stole their Windows interface from Mac. God I hate Microsoft.” Or, if you ask them to help you out with a computer, they snicker and shake their heads with mock sadness and say things like, “Well, if you’d gotten a Mac, none of this would’ve happened.”

It’s like some sort of inferiority complex, bourne by the ubiquity of Microsoft PCs. They’re the sorts who laugh and nod at those “Mac and PC” commercials, which every normal-brained person finds obnoxious. Dave Barry was right when he said, “To this very day, Apple is not considered by us cyberwonks as a truly serious computer. It is viewed as a computer that is popular mainly with your flaky or artsy-fartsy type of individual.”

This post proudly written on a PC running Windows XP (’cause I can’t afford a Mac!).

This is an old friend of mine, Kevin Johnson We met when he became an associate pastor at our church in Redding, California. Sadly, I haven’t seen him in YEARS…check out his appearance on Letterman a couple years back. Kevin is the most talented artist in his field, don’t you agree? And for me, it’s one of those "I knew him when" things.

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