It is time. It is time to listen to the vice-presidential hopefuls sing their best, lifting their promises and pleas to soaring heights and rousing melodies. May the best voice win.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Vidaly is back with this prank in which he walks up to strangers and speaks Russian with them. After messing with them for a while he then asks a simple question in English. Thought it was pretty funny. Last part of the video was pretty dope too.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
This version of "Six Years" is a bonus track on the vinyl version of Allen Stone's self-titled album available at shows, indie record stores and Amazon:
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
Tuesday, October 9, 2012
This is the halftime performance of The Ohio State University Marching Band on 10/6/12 against Nebraska. The theme was Video games and it included parts from Zelda, Halo, Pokemon, Tetris, and others.
Written by Internet Goon at 7:49 PM
Sunday, October 7, 2012
Hello folks. For those that have been wondering what's been going on in my life for the past month and change, I've been living life, working and relationshiping. Yup. Good ol' Internet Goon had a girlfriend for the past mont and change. Not too many folks knew just because I was not out promoting the fact that I had a girl. And I didn't want to lose out on any new relations in the near future. Now this article will be about why things went bad and how it's my own fault because I did not take my own advice from past articles that I've written. Shame on me. Although I joked around with my friends about writing an article I really decided to write it now because...well...it will all make sense sooner than later.
We're going to call this girl The Ethiopian. I met her through a friend years ago at a party, went out a couple times last year but she had a man at the time. How did I know? Cause I asked her what the deal was after going out a couple times. Cool. Remained friends but of course I was scheming like a muthafucka. She knows that. I know that. Summer of 2012 rolls around and we're both single but she needs more time to deal with her breakup. Fine. I respect it.
Now The Ethiopian was not a New Yorker like myself. Strike number one on me. I've written about the death of long distance relationships and here goes my dumb ass thinking I could just ignore my own advice and walk blindly into it like it was going to be smooth. Smooth? On my end cause I'm smoother than a baby's bottom. I don't know about her. We decided to engage ourselves in this relationship after talking a lot, after one last hurrah on my end and after she was done being hurt by the previous dude. Cool. Honeymoon stage. All relationships have them. Except mine didn't really last that long. To be honest I should still be in my honeymoon stage. It should definitely be longer since that joint was long distance. Oh well.
Everything was going pretty smoothly until there was miscommunication on a damn video chat. SMH. Here's the story. The Ethiopian and I were video chatting. Nothing crazy for all you freaks out there. She got up and said she would be back. Cool. Except that part of never coming back. I wasn't too fazed by it because there was football on all day and night and I wasn't really stressing it. Honeymoon stage shit. Except that I didn't hear from her the rest of that night. And not Monday, Tuesday and almost Wednesday. (Let me add in here that she was headed to NYC for a business trip on Wednesday night) I hit her up via text because I was out drinking with my homegirls and she said to text her. Fine. "Hey babe are you okay?" Just imagine getting a text like that. You know it's a white flag. Peaceful joint. No one is throwing slugs. The response I got was "U tell me." I think I knew right then and there this shit was going to be ugly and it wasn't going to last. Mind you in between the no contact I had with The Ethiopian I was on my regular tweet shit. Tweeting past articles, crazy lyrics, my own crazy shit. Just being me. If you follow me then you know the deal. She saw a tweet about a past article I wrote in which I had the comment section filled up with hate. Name of the article? Why Be A Virgin. When did I write it? Feb 2009. Almost three years ago. Guess what? The Ethiopian was mad at the article as well. I'm assuming while tweet watching she thought I subliminally dissed her. One might ask how The Ethiopian would be dissed. Well that's because she's a virgin. Strike number two. And best believe we did not see each other while she was in NY for her business trip. Cold blooded.
Now one would think that after knowing and talking to someone for that long that two people who have a liking towards each other would know if one was a virgin. Nope. And please let me explain. When I chill with women I don't really care too much about their past. It's something I've learned not to care about. Why does your sexual past matter? As long as you're not on a porn website on some amateur joint or engaging in some very hoe-ish behavior then I don't care. And when I say hoe-ish I want to point out that there is a difference between being promiscuous and being a hoe. Getting trains ran on you. Hoe. I don't deal with hoes. The Ethiopian cared about my past. She asked. I gave answers as best as I could. She said something similar to asking me whether I was going to ask about her past and I said no. I simply didnt care. I assumed incorrectly. I assumed that 26 year old virgins didn't exist. That's my fault. I found out while in a hotel, dick hard as a muthafucka. I kept it real cool. But oh those balls were sad and blue.
So as you can imagine here is The Ethiopian starting an argument about video chat, virgin article and then on top of that more things that she was upset about like not checking in more often, trust issues (not because of me) and not being able to tell her when I would be back to visit her. Video chat mishap? She came back online, says she wrote something and thought I was ignoring her. C'mon son. Why would I ignore my girlfriend? This is the part of the story in which all my homegirls say "Well I would have just called you and texted you to get that ass back on the video chat." Duh. Simple. What a shame.
Arguing about simple shit like twitter, video chats and articles I've written in the past is not something I want to do. It's not something I like to do. And guess what? When you're dealing with a long distance relationship and you're holding that V-card the ball isn't really in your court. In the middle of her arguing I tried to get it back to playing around, being happy. I confided in her about some real life shit. And guess what happened after all that? The Ethiopian wanted to argue again about my virgin article. Nope. I knew it was over right then and there but I don't like breaking up with women. After revealing to her that this was not a good start and I was not comfortable, some emails were exchanged and I was a single man again. Yup. Emails. That's the kind of life I was living.
That was my last month and a half. All the signs were there saying don't do it and those signs will always be there but I decided to take a chance. Why the fuck not? I like experiences like this because you live and learn. What did I learn? Not to assume that everyone around my age is having sex. It's something that I definitely have to talk about if I haven't smashed at that point yet and we're ready to take it to another step. Life of a virgin is very different from mine. We don't look through the same goggles. But yeah that's what happened in the past 1.5 months.
Mike Marra came into the NCAA as one of the most explosive athletes in the country, He's been battling Knee injuries and unfortunately tore his acl last week... We just hope he gains his health back..and wanted to pay tribute to him for this sick dunk
I take dodge ball seriously whenever I play because I'm a beast. But there is no way in hell that I have ever pulled off such a grand move like this before. Like how in the hell did he know to jump up and then still get his opponent out?!