Getting Older.

Last night, at my local Sweet Green, I got some frozen yogurt. When I was deciding what toppings to have, the cashiers told me that mango was particularly popular that night. Then they starting just chatting a bit between themselves while I considered my options a bit more. One of them mentioned that mango made her think of Saturday Night Live, and the other looked puzzled. Here's what happened next:

Cashier #1 [to Cashier #2]: You know, Chris Kattan?

Cashier #2: Huh?

Cashier #1: Oh, you're too young to know what I'm talking about.

Cashier #2 walks away in that Yes-I-Am kind of way that young peeps do.

Cashier #1 [turning to me]: You know what I'm talking about, right?

WTF!?!?!?

Old News. That's an Oxymoron.

It's well known around these parts that I have a hugely irrational fear of earthquakes. I still imagine that they involve the earth opening up, people falling in, and then it closing up again. And then came the news of the Guatemala Sinkhole. Shoot. I'm a little stunned that this could actually happen.

Dude, dolphins can use the iPad. I have to admit, Apple, that's cool.

I'm not entirely sure that Gaga is that influential. Not until you can actually write a treatise like this about one of her songs. Single Ladies is still the shiz.

American Idol is trying to fix itself in completely the wrong way.

Idiot.

This is the sort of statistic that makes me just hate those who think that legislating social norms is a good thing.

Posting Videos Is Lazy Blogging.

I can't tell if this is cute or creepy:

This is amazing though. It's Alfred Hitchcock doing a "That's What She Said" joke:

The people at Pixar beget more brilliance:

I Hate the Emmys.

I wasn't going to blog about this, but I had an email exchange with Reva and Adam (who know almost as much about pop culture as I do, heh), so I'm just going to copy and paste what I wrote to them about my thoughts on the Emmy nominations for this year:

I generally hate the Emmys. I've never understood how in ensemble shows, there's always one actor who gets snubbed. Courteney Cox was never nominated for Friends. Kristin Davis didn't get nominated for Sex and the City for 4 years. And now Ed O'Neill? If there's anything unifying about Modern Family, it's him. In other words, even when the Emmys get it right, they get it WRONG.

Matthew Morrison for Glee? Really? Is it because they love his white-boy rapping? (I also happen to hate Chris Colfer's portrayal on Glee. There's nothing nuanced about it, it's completely unlikeable, and I think it unnecessarily feeds into the fears of so many straight dudes.) But then, I really don't like Glee as show, so I'm biased. I totally am fine with the general love for it since I get that it's the politically cool choice this year.

I think the nominations for The Office represent everything that's wrong with the Emmys. The Emmys seem to vote purely on memory and it reeks of laziness. The Office was fine this year, but it was nowhere near as good as it has been and, more importantly, it's simply not as good as many other shows currently on the air. But it's like the Emmys don't want to admit that any show that they once liked might have gone downhill, so they keep nominating it until it goes off the air. See Tony Shalhoub as yet another example.

Boo. I also don't really watch the Emmys when they air (unless NPH is host) because what's the point? Give the awards to Kelsey Grammar, Tina Fey and/or Sarah Jessica Parker, Alison Janney, and Jeremy Piven, regardless of whether they were even on a show this year, and let us wait until the Golden Globes (shudder I can't believe I just typed that) where they are at least willing to consider that there are other shows on television worth watching.

Also, the fact that the episode "Modern Warfare" from Community didn't get nominated for anything is so beyond me, I wonder if the people who nominate things even own a television, let alone the internet.

Yes, I hate the Emmys. Hate. Them.

I know this is wishful thinking, but other than wishing that Cougar Town getting a nomination (or at the very least -- Busy Phillips), I wish that Justified had been nominated for something. Unbelievably well-written and awesomely acted.

Terrible Music.

I need help. I find myself weakening to the power of the Biebs. Someone stop me before it's too late.

Look, I've never claimed to have good taste in music. I find it a source of pride that I bought Justin Timberlake's first solo album AND Nick Carter's solo album. At the same time, I know the difference between good and bad music. I just choose bad music.

But dear Lord, even I'm tested by some of the stuff out right now. Some, yeah, I can resist. Like, I don't own any Katy Perry stuff. I also don't own any Miley Cyrus twaddle (although I'm weakening to Party in the USA everyday). Yes, I own one Ke$ha song (Love Is My Drug). Shoot me.

So this mea culpa here has to do with the fact that: I don't have any Justin Bieber, but oh man, I'm ready to dl some lesbian tween diddies. Come on people! His crap is so friggin' catchy! And I might as well take advantage of his stuff before his voice changes. We all know that Hanson just isn't the same as it once was. (And I love me some Mmm Bop).

I needed to get that off my chest. But one thing you can all be safe and secure in knowing is this: Imma Be is just dung from Satan's backyard. Shame on you Black Eyed Peas. And shame on you world for supporting that song.

Doing My Part To Continue The Viral Vid Business.

Kristin Chenoweth is cute as a button's button:

This is awesome because I'm human:

This is awesome because I'm a nerd: