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Friday, April 15, 2005


Ice, Ice Baby

So, I've gone through this odd music thing lately. Maybe it's because I'm contemplating getting an Ipod (finally). Thanks for the encouragement, those of you who are encouraging me.
Anyway, I made this funny CD with many 80s and 90s songs on it. One of those songs was Vanilla Ice's Ice, Ice Baby. Wow. Quite possibly one of the worst songs ever, but entertaining nonetheless.
I remember hearing that song when it first came out and being confused because it was a melody of a Queen song, but different lyrics. I remember thinking, that can't be right. Freddie Mercury wrote the rhthym, now this dude is using it and making money off of it. Well, we all know how that turned out.

So, it got me thinking about the time in my life when that song came out.
Let's see 89, 90 ,91. Somewhere in there. I was somewhat of a mess. Academics weren't exactly my strong suit and my friend circle was no wider than it had been than when I was 12. I've come a long way on both fronts.

I'm pretty sure Vanilla would give up his fame and notoriety to have back a lot of the things he lost while being famous and all that. From what I understand, he got shook down by Mr. Knight (don't come after me, Suge). He also got sued (of course) by the folks from Queen. He later tried to reinvent himself with this more grunge kind of sound, even remade the song with a bit of a Slayer sound to it. Still Ice, just a little different flavor.

Thursday, April 14, 2005

Anonymous

The topic of anonymity and blogs is as old as blogs--well, I guess it's not that old of a topic, but I'm going to toss in my thoughts.
I am a blog reader. Faithfully read about 10 different blogs, quickly scan another 30. The ones I read regulary I read for various reasons. Most entertain, some inform, some for inspiration. For the most part, each has their own pseudonym, nom de plume, whatever. I don't give much thought to the person behind the curtain. Somewhat out of respect, but also out of decision. I have my mind made up what I think about the person based on their writings. What they like, don't like, what they eat, where they live, etc. Don't really think about what their real names might/could be and the like.
There were two seemingly non-connected events that inspired this post. Well, maybe three.
1). I've decided I need to get better about writing down my thoughts on this blog. I'm here, get used to it.

2). WW ran an article which talked about blogs and the typical writer/reader of a blog. Evidently, there is a disproportionate number of gay men who have blogs and who read blogs. Not that there's anything wrong with that (thanks Seinfeld), but I'm not a gay man, but I find blogs fascinating. Constantly wishing I'd do better with mine, but I'm not the kind of person who walks around my day wondering if such and such would make a good topic for a blog.

3). Finally, probably the blog that got me hooked into reading them (no, not Jessica Cutler's) has many, many links. I've posted a few times on this person's blogs and had conversations. She's interesting. Her writing style is fantastic, entertaining and instructive. However, I always address her by her blog pseudonym. That's cool. However, there are a few people (four distinct people) who have posted in different areas (three) who all call her by the same name. It got me thinking, wow, maybe that's her real name. Interesting. She's a real person, with a real name and everything. Hmmm. Just never thought of it in those terms before.

So. What does this mean? Not sure. Not sure at all.


-Rusty.