potent quotables

today, i got to use three pop culture quotes, at the most appropriate times. it just worked so beautifully, i could have wept.

opportunity #1. the graphicsboy was making me watch this ultimedia movie he was watching and asked me what i thought of the music he had composed for it. for some reason the topic jumped to how addicted he is to the white stripes “seven nation army.” and then, of course, because music was the topic i started prattling on and on about how the new paul westerberg album is due in stores in eight days. EIGHT DAYS UNTIL FOLKER. i went on to tell him about how i was a little nervous being that best buy doesn’t open until 10 and i have an 11 o’clock meeting on tuesday and maybe i should come in late or something.

“i don’t think they’re all gonna sell out,” he said.
“that’s not the point,” i said.
“what is?” he said.
“you wouldn’t understand. you don’t know what it’s like to truly love some silly little piece of music, or some band, so much that it hurts,” i said.
“it’s from almost famous!”
“yeah, i know.”

opportunity 2. we were sitting in a room trying to brainstorm some weird headlines and i made a crack about putting yourself on the cover of rolling stone. and al said she liked it. then i had to say, “they don’t just put somebody with one little hit on the cover of Rolling Stone fucking magazine, man!” she laughed, and i didn’t even have to tell her it was from almost famous.

opportunity 3:
freelancer and artguy were talking about the easiest way to get to Ikea from eden prairie, considering that most major highways in minnesota are closed for road construction, this is no easy feat. and well, after discussing most every way to get there and determining that it’s gonna take him an hour and a half no matter what, i started singing “f-u-c-k-e-d, that’s you.” just like in psychopharmacology, by st. paul. artguy liked the little ditty, but he didn’t get the reference.
“it’s a paul westerberg song!” i shouted.
“who’s paul westerberg,” the freelancer asked.

then i had to give them both a tour of the star tribune article hung on the cell walls, and the calendar jess made me for christmas.

“you get an odd look on your face when you say, ‘and this is my calendar,'” artguy said.
“yeah,” i said. “if i put just a little more energy into this fandom, it’d be disturbing. but i’m just too lazy.”
“too lazy for what?” the freelancer asked.
“to stalk anyone. i only stalk people who are on my way home from work,” i said.”
“whose on your way home from work?” artguy asked.
“nobody,” i said. “so i’m currently not stalking anyone.”
“you’ve stalked before?” the freelancer asked.
“oh yeah, i stalked all the time in college. everyone was on my way home then!”

that’s when they stopped talking to me.

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  1. hope 31.Aug.04 at 7:52 am

    i’ve watched almost famous more times than should be allowed by law..

  2. the TTHM 31.Aug.04 at 9:51 am

    ouch…the ‘whose’s hurt…i hope ‘your’ kidding…

  3. jodi 31.Aug.04 at 10:20 am

    i fixed it you big meanie.

  4. Damon 31.Aug.04 at 11:49 am

    I think I have purchased my last thing from Best Buy. They pretty much always suck in terms of service, but for some reason I kept going back. We recently bought a stereo for Tracey’s car, spending the extra $$ only to get the MP3 capability (which we were only able to test because there was another customer there with the cd and some knowledge about car stereos).

    To keep a long story a little shorter, our friendly incompetent gave us the wrong player (one that didn’t support MP3). We just realized the other day when trying to get one to play.

    Have you thought about driving into the city to get it at Electric Fetus?

  5. jodi 31.Aug.04 at 11:54 am

    i know i should. but it comes out on a tuesday and i have a meeting at 11 a.m. i don’t think i have too much of a choice.

  6. zeeshan sethi 31.Aug.04 at 2:07 pm

    ok i want to say that i am 19/m/pakistan ok i will marry u but i want to ask u some questions about u
    what is u age plz where are u from and reply me and i will send u my pic


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