Archive for May, 2008

Breaking my own rules.

Posted in Music on May 10, 2008 by DJ D

Right, so see that little link just to the right there called, ‘What’s all this then?’? If you click on that, you’ll see that I mentioned that I wouldn’t really talk about my DJ’ing stuff on the blog. That’s what my MySpace is for. But, it’s my blog and I can fudge on the rules if I want to–mostly cause I know that a lot of the folks that hang out here won’t really ever check out my Myspace anyway–well not without me giving them a real reason. And some of you might not even realize that I’ve got myself a little radio show. So, I’m telling you now! You can check out my MySpace to find out all about it and to see my weekly playlists. This post is mostly to let you guys know I’ve got a new time slot. I won’t be on this week, but starting the night of Monday, May 19th, well, here’s all you need to know:

Dark Entries w/ DJ D
Monday nights/Tuesday mornings–Midnight-3am (eastern)
WUSC Columbia, SC
Streaming live on WUSC
On air DJ phone: 803-576-WUSC
On air DJ AIM: wusconair
Goth, Darkwave, Death Rock, Industrial, Horror

The show is officially a Goth themed specialty show, but I branch out into other genres like Industrial and occasionally metal, as well as new wave and synthy type stuff. I even get into the occasional Bjork, Tori Amos, Kate Bush, and David Bowie. Basically, I describe the show as “Goth music and music that Goths like”, which encompasses a lot of stuff that isn’t necessarily made by folks in heavy eyeliner. There’s also a huge emphasis on horror movies and horror culture. I review movies, play radio spots and trailers of horror movies, and talk about everything under the sun from comics to serial killers. If it doesn’t sound too skeery for you, and if you’re up that late, you should check it out.

Oh, and while I’m at it, just wanted to thank JoshC for well, trying to listen…and hopefully continuing to try in the future, and Squee4242 for not only going through loads of trouble to not only listen, but also for giving me the occasional phone call and keeping me company in between songs. Looking forward to that when I return in a week to the new time slot. For you guys who enjoy the show, feel free to hit me up on MySpace with requests, or give me an IM or call while I’m on the air.

Ok, that’s it. From here on out, I’ll try to keep the show out of the blog, and vice versa. We’ll see how that goes. As for my next blog, it’ll be the contagious “meme” that seems to be floating around the last few days that. Seems as though I’ve been tagged a few times. Maybe I should get a cream or something for that.

First post–3 Groovy Things In My Room!

Posted in Other stuff with tags , , on May 7, 2008 by DJ D

Well, I’ve gone off and done it. After promising (threatening?) that I would and after everyone giving me crap about it, I caved in and got myself all WordPressified. I’m really¬†looking forward to it. Thanks to Matt over at X-Entertainment, Bill, Kittymao, Squee, Mystie, Guise, and a bunch of others for giving me the inspiration. Right, now on to it.

For my first post, I had a really groovy idea but it all centered around being able to use a video that’s stuck in the miniuniverse inside my phone. However, my phone refuses to allow me to upload it anywhere–something about the MB being too high or some jazz, so I had to scrap that idea. It reminds me of in The Real Ghostbusters cartoon when they would go into the Containment Unit and hang out with all the ghosts flying around in there. But unlike Samhain and The Boogyman, somewhere in my phone is the video I want, stubbornly refusing the leave. Maybe after all the pics you’re about to see fly back into the phone they’ll tell the video how great a time they had out here and coax him into coming out. Anyways, for this one, I decided to do the next best thing I could think of. I looked around my room and thought, “Wow, what’s in here that I could ramble on about for a whole post?” I found 3 things that represent a lot of what you’ll be seeing around here–namely me being all goofy and nostalgic about my childhood. So, without further adoo-da-doo, I present 3 Groovy Things In My Room!

1) First off is one of my favoritest things in the whole world. I’ve had it for as long as I can remember and I enjoy using it just about every day. Get your mind out of the gutter. No, I present to you: Ms. Pac-Man Mug!


Because I took this with my phone, the picture was a little smaller than I wanted, but I really wanted to get a full shot of it, especially since I went through the trouble to put that cool green twisty straw in there as a prop. I’ve actually never used that straw but I’ll get round to it soon enough. See those 4 green things stacked up in the background there? That’s sweet & sour sauce from McDonald’s. I like to stockpile whatever’s left over when I have my nuggets. 99% of the time I’m a BBQ guy, but there’s something about the sweet & sour at McD’s. Anyway, moving on. The mug is usually filled with Dr. Pepper (cause it’s the greatest liquid on this planet since water), but last fall round about Halloween I went through a 6 week bender where I drank nothing but Cranberry Splash Sierra Mist. You can thank X-E for that one. Every time I have a sip out of this thing I’m instantly transported back to when I was a kid and INSISTED on using this every night for dinner. I’ve had Alvin and the Chipmunks glass mugs, the famous Batman Forever ones with all the characters etched in, and another favorite plastic cup I got from a gas station with a bunch of Halloween characters on it, but good ole’ Ms. Pac-Man has always been my standby.

A little research tells us that all the ghosts in the game have names and that’s Blinky that’s chasing her. Among the Pac-Man elistest circles he’s unofficially known as Cruise Elroy. I don’t know if there are heated debates that take place among Pac-Manophiles about this but if there are I don’t want to be in the middle of it. Apparently he’s known for speeding up after a certain number of dots on the board are eaten. It’s a little hard to tell from the picture but Ms. Pac-Man must have just put away a lot of dots cause he’s all up on her like white on rice, but from the look on her face she sure doesn’t seem to mind. I never thought when I was a kid that I would think the chick on my favorite mug would turn out to be such a hussy but looking at her now with that come-hither look and those high heels, she’s just asking for it. Let’s take a look at the back:

In case you’re not familiar with the trippy light show the Pacs live in, you can check it out right here. When I was a kid I used to love to imagine what I would do if I were playing the game and it was paused to this exact moment. It looks like Packy’s doing alright. She’s got a couple of lives down there in the bottom left corner and a bunch of fruit down there in the right. She must be pretty far along in the game cause there’s no way she scored that fruit on this level cause if you notice she actually hasn’t eaten much of anything. They loose a little credibility points here cause they made all the ghosts red, when we all know that they come in different colors, but you know, whatever. Looks like there’s only one way she can go here, and that’s to head to the bottom left cause she’s pretty much blocked in everywhere else. If it were me, I would hang out down there right next to the big Power Pellet (yeah, I looked it up, that’s what it’s called) and wait to draw those fuckers in. I think we’re all familiar with that strategy. Then you just go apeshit and chase ’em all about the shop. Then you have that panic moment when they start blinking. In my later years, I’ve discovered that it’s all about using those doors on the side that allow you to disappear on one side and reappear on the other. As a kid I never used them and thusly never got farther than the second level. Alright, I’ve just about exhausted everything that could be said about my mug here.

2) Alright, in keeping with the spirit of childhood eating accessories, I present for your approval……Masters of the Universe TV Tray!!!

As a kid I was always more of a Transformers guy than a G.I. Joe one, but above all there was He-Man. This is another thing that I’ve had for as long as I can remember. For some reason when I transferred this over to the blog it inverted the image. As I look at it sitting on the floor in front of me, everything’s backwards from how you guys see it. I chalk it up to the ghosts in my phone just playing tricks on me again. As you can see, we got Teela on the right there, He-Man in the middle, Orko near the bottom, and Man-At-Arms on the left. I don’t know why He-Man decided to just throw his shield down like that, but he doesn’t seem too worried about it. What you can’t see in this dodgy picture (I’m SO getting a digital camera next week) is that He-Man is staring straight ahead with a dopey grin on his face. Man-At-Arms and Orko are looking off to the side primed for some attack. Figures. He-Man’s all mugging for the camera, leaving everyone else to fight off Mer-Man or whoever’s about to fly in. I think I know what they’re afraid of though. In case you can’t make out, it’s at the bottom center of the tray along the edge. I tried to take a picture of it but had some trouble uploading it, so I’ll fill you in.

It’s fucking Skeletor with snakes coming out of his head! SHOOTING FLAMES OUT OF THEIR MOUTHS! By far the best part of the tray. And if you notice, the flames are flowing up the sides of the tray and meeting at the top. It looks like Man-At-Arms and Orko are the only 2 worried about it. You know, this is really the total opposite of the show though. From what I remember, He-Man and Teela got the job done while Orko just screwed up and Uncle Mustache over there just got himself kidnapped all the time. Maybe the people who made this tray wanted to give those 2 a break and make us think better of them. Anyway, even though the legs on this old bitch are kind of rickety I still use it. The only other thing I have left of the huge He-Man collection of my youth is Snout Spout. At one time I almost had them all, but my mom packed them up in the trunk of the car one day and gave them away to my cousins without asking me first. The ones that didn’t become dog toys got tied to bottle rockets or god knows what. Oh well, I still got my wonky tray.

3) Girl Scout Cookies! Everyone loves Girl Scout Cookies. Everyone. If you don’t you hate America and you want the terrorists to win. Right now I’ve got a box of the Peanut Butter Patties and a box of the Thin Mints. Let’s talk about the PB P’s first cause they’re my fave.

Aside from the ungodly amounts of Dr. Pepper I consume on a regular basis, I’ve also got a serious Reese’s Cup habit. I’m convinced both those things were invented by the government to keep the white man down. Well, this white man anyway. The Girl Scouts PB Patties are the closest you can come to the sheer heaven that is a Reesy cup in cookie form. Now, I’m a yearly consumer of these things and I know my stuff. The first thing I noticed upon opening them was that this year they’re doing something different. They’re wrapped in a space age silver foil deal. Also, look at the size.

It’s waaaaay smaller than it used to be. I remember when these things were at least a good 50% bigger than they are now. And this isn’t one of those, “oh, everything was bigger when you were a kid” deals. It seemed like just last year a cookie would fill up the whole palm of my hand. Anyway, I don’t care what they gotta do. I don’t know what they put in these things to make them so good, but if it’s ground up girl scouts, then I’ll go round them up myself. I want more cookie!

Now, I’ve got something to confess. I’m kind of OCD about a few things. One of them is I don’t like opening a box of something if I’m not done with the one I’m using. Like, I might have 45 boxes of cereal in the house, every one a different kind, but I WILL NOT open another box until I’ve eaten all of the box that’s currently open. That’s the way it is with the Thin Mints, so I haven’t opened them yet. So, I don’t know if there’s anything fun or weird about the packaging inside. I seem to remember from last year that they come in two long plastic tubes, but if they’re going all silver foil now and cutting back on how many girls they’re grinding up, who knows what they’ve done to the Mints. Anyway, here’s the box:

What you may or may not be able to see from the picture there is that it’s a girl with a rope tied around her waste, hanging from a tree with a grin on her face as big as the day is long. Yeah, enjoy it while you last, scoutie. I’m coming for you. You and your whole badge wearing coven. Apparently you’re not aware of my PB Patty making plan. Soon enough you’ll be ground into an enormous cookie that will rest precariously upon my rickety He-Man dinner tray. And I shall enjoy every bite as I sip from my Ms. Pac-Man mug.

This I command! Mwah-hah-hah-haaaah!