Getting TSwift pre-sale tickets on Wednesday, fail.
Getting TSwift tickets this morning at regular on-sale, fail.
Oh, I will find a way to get them (don't you worry, Carly!) but I was just really hoping I wouldn't have to call in any favors on this one.
I woke up at 9:30am, logged onto Ticketmaster website at 9:45 and patiently refreshed my browser until 10. When the 'more info' link changed to 'find tickets' I immediately clicked it and attempted to purchase 2 tickets from the 'best available' pull down menu. I then immediately got the 'we're sorry but...' page... at 10:01. WTF?! Repeat steps 2-5 over and over until 10:20.
I spent the better part of my morning losing my mind over the McSweeney's sale. Seriously. Got 11 books for $56 (and that's including shipping!). For those who care, I picked up McSweeneys Quarterly Concern issues 13 through 18 and 23, two collections of columns by Nick Hornby, 'Maps and Legends' by the same guy who wrote The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay and a book that is CLEARLY a must-have called "All Known Metal Bands".
Taylor Swift wins the award for worst admat ever... but I will be logged in at 10am sharp EST tomorrow morning buying a pair of pre-sale tickets to this. Show's not until August 27th but that just gives me plenty of time to get fuckin' stoked!
SXSW is just around the corner! I'm pretty excited about the discontinuation of Sparks. I don't think my heart/liver/other internal organs could handle another Sparks open bar music industry douche bag event. If you'll be in Austin, come visit me at The Souls/D4/DH show. The bands promise to slay.... and you'll help fight breast cancer too!
Aaaaaand Fringe, where the hell have you been? I miss Walter Bishop and the Lance Reddick face. Please return to my Tuesday nights to be enjoyed later via DVR....ASAP!
There are currently few things that make me happier than singing along with a Taylor Swift song. I love her and more than likely will need to dress up as her for 2009's come-dressed-as-your-favorite-nominee party a.k.a. the Anti Grammys a.k.a. Grammy watching party.
However, her penchant for awkwardly singing with props while laying down is admittedly pretty strange. Here are some examples:
1. transistor radio in the grass
2. in bed with a guitar
3. corded telephone while painting her nails
But, my most favorite country jam of all time still remains "She's In Love With The Boy" by Trisha Yearwood. I definitely remember my dad playing this on tape cassette while driving me to and from Red Sox coach-pitch "softball" team practice at the diamond in Point of Rocks circa 1st and 2nd grade.
There are few things I love more than songs (or movie characters!) with my name. You may be thinking 'Your name is Katie, dummy! That's only the most popular name EVER for girls born between 1982 and 1985! It's probably not hard to find things named after you.'
Au contraire. There's only like, 5 good ones I can think of.... and that brings me to the Greatest Hits Of Katies throughout history:
1.
Katie from "She's In Love With The Boy" [1991]
See above for video reference.
This song also totally gets name-dropped in Chuck Klosterman's Sex, Drugs and Cocoa Puffs book (check out pages 180 through 181 if you've got a copy handy).
2.
Katy from P.C.U. [1994]
Totally bad ass and bass player for the band Everyone Gets Laid. Also, she definitely nails the pre-frosh after aggressively kissing him...twice.
3.
Katie in Wet Hot American Summer [2001]
"Listen, Coop... last night was really great. You were incredibly romantic and heroic, no doubt about it. And that's great. But I've thought about it, and my thing is this: Andy is really hot. And don't get me wrong, you're cute too, but Andy is like, cut. From marble. He's gorgeous. He has this beautiful face and this incredible body, and I genuinely don't care that he's kinda lame. I don't even care that he cheats on me. And I like you more than I like Andy, Coop, but I'm 16. And maybe it'll be a different story when I'm ready to get married, but right now, I am entirely about sex. I just wanna get laid. I just wanna take him and grab him and fuck his brains out, ya know? So that's where my priorities are right now. Sex. Specifically with Andy and not with you."
I mean, yea, she's a bitch but at least she's honest. And who wouldn't rather take it to the bone zone with Paul Rudd?
4.
Katy of Black Unicorn's "Katy"
My mom likes most everyone. It's my dad I'd be more worried about... And I live in New York - no attic or basement hiding possible. So, uh, come visit!?
5.
The daughter in "Mrs. Brown You've Got A Lovely Daughter" by Herman's Hermits [1965]
I kinda hope this is an anthem for any dude whose heart I've broken (knowingly or unknowingly)
Honorable Mention:
Katie from The Matches' "What Katie Said" [2006]
Much like Katie from Wet Hot American Summer, this Katie is also kinda sucks. ((Sidenote: Dear Matches, See you dudes tomorrow!))
