Tuesday, April 6, 2010

Is Literally the New Ironic?

t must have been a least partially embarrassing for Alanis Morrisette to write a song about irony only to find out she used the word incorrectly. At the time, I thought she was responsible for starting a fad of people wanting to use the word ironic without knowing what it meant. The word ironic was like the "must have" handbag or the "must see" movie of the summer.

For example I would hear people say something like "isn't ironic that he is a chef and his last name is Cook?" No that's called a coincidence. It would ironic if his last name was Butcher and he was a vegetarian.

I heard Alanis Morrisette had a new album out and I wonder if there is a song called Literally. I keep hearing people say "literally" in improper ways like "it literally took four hours to get here."

You see the word "literal" implies that there was a figurative way of putting said statement. What is the figurative meaning of four hours?

Simply put, you can say it's literally raining it's cats and dogs if cats and dogs are actually falling out of the sky.

I guess I shouldn't complain. Maybe I'm just getting old. I hear the young kids using the word "epic" to describe anything from a beer to their mother's tuna casserole. Who am I to bitch about this when my generation did the same with "awesome?" My mult-colored Converse All-Stars are awesome!!! Radical was used to describe BMX bikes.

Ahh... the ever changing English language. Maybe "epic" is the new "awesome." It will be interesting to see what word will be misused ten years from now.

Dude, have you had the margaritas at Jose Rico's? They're totally perpendicular!!!

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Ahh... you never forget the first time.

No this has nothing to do with that. The last thing I would want to do is go public with that event in my life. This is just my first blog on the new blog All Things Norwood which is also the name of my website. I have been posting for a long time on my myspace because one of professors at USC told us if we weren't blogging we were all retarded monkeys. However, it seems, and maybe its just me, that all the musicians ran everyone on myspace off to facebook and I can't say that I blame them.

So the answer is move off of my myspace and allow the whole web surfing world to enjoy my self indulgent trivial claptrap.

A lot of blogs are people reporting on the same thing, pro football, gardening, movies, but mine is just excess thoughts that before the internet had nowhere else to go.

For example, how about this 90 year old Filipino man I saw at McDonald's this morning wearing a Damn Yankees (the band) hat? Of course he probably picked it up at Goodwill and doesn't care what I think but I choose to believe he's a huge fan. I hope he has several bootleg tapes and I hope his least favorite Damn Yankees song is "High Enough," just to have that added pretense that permeates through the Eastside of L.A.

You may already have decided that I have wasted your time and that you shall never return to this blog again. That's fine. I bid you a fond farewell. If you do like this, check back in periodically. I can't promise I will take you high enough but I'll know just what to say when you call me baby.