Dr. Bennifer

Ben Affleck has a doctorate. Yes, it was honorary and he's no Mayim Bialik, but I'd like to think Reindeer Games would knock him down to a master's degree. That is all.

I Want My TWO DOLLARS!

Is it worth it to go back to a store that overcharged you two bucks? At Best Buy and getting a present for my buddy and the price that came up did not match the price on the sticker. I even mentioned it and was told it could not be changed. 

I told my husband and he told me it's against the law to do that when the sticker price is less than the price that comes up when you ring up at the register. It all boils down to the principle I suppose, but when you know you got screwed over just a little bit, when is it worth it to just let it go? I mean they price match other stores but they don't price match themselves?

Well, I did go back and thought it was just worth it to not patronize Best Buy anymore. Then had a change of heart, got a new copy from the shelf and asked a new person to price match and she did without hesitating. I guess it's the employees and that's all well and good, but still annoying. I was in the area anyway so not too much sweat off my back. Just annoyance.

No Comment

On occasion I will hear on podcasts how absolutely nasty some people can be on message boards. This goes into a very dark place and I think public judgement is why I hide behind the mask of Angie. I do, however show my support of some podcasts on Facebook, but limit to the smaller podcasts and of the ones that post something roughly once a week. 

Well, one of my favorites takes a weekly poll. If I felt I had a strong response, I would contribute. Sadly, my last one was not very well researched and I thought I made an ass of myself. Enough time had passed and this time I felt confident enough to post again. This time I spent time looking through and making sure I did not make the same mistake.

Sure enough within the day someone had posted that I had fucked up my response again. So I went back to my sources and did not see what they apparently knew. I called my husband asking him to double check for me. Then I decided that I would reach out to this person and ask them to site his source. Yep, have not heard back. I don't expect to.

Here's what's truly pissing me off. I see nothing on the internet that proves this guy right. I'm praying the information I posted will find it was in the same realm of the host's and they will comment similarly and I will be vindicated. (I promise that does not mean the host will give me a shout out. Since they go over a topic, I'm hoping that they would have the same idea I did, bring it up, and comment accordingly, thus proving my information was correct.) I'm seriously pissed that someone can cavalierly say, no you're wrong, and not mention how and then move on as if the conversation is done.

I know that compared to the fact that the first six or so comments on the feed were insulting the topic and I should calm down and accept people say whatever they want. Still, I hate that I put time and effort into my response and make sure to be contributing in a respectful and informative manner, and some jack ass can move in, say I'm wrong and then move on as if he doesn't give a shit. Actually, he probably doesn't. I just hate that amount of smarmy confidence. 

I realize that with more recent tragic events in Boston, this sound very spoiled and pathetic, but I need to hold onto my baby problems if I am not going to upset myself. That is about real things. This pointless crap can piss me off. Domestic terrorism shall not. In fact when I heard about the explosions, I went from devastated about the tragedy to annoyed at my Facebook feed within hours. I don't need all my "friends" posting these images of roses in a tennis shoe to show their condolences.

My thoughts and prayers go to the victims. But I say that knowing that no one will see it in a post. That's between me and my brain.

Support Ho

So it is my understanding that Adam Carolla will be starting a Kickstarter to fund his next movie. That's an easy one. Send me the link, I'll send some dough. With so much free entertainment out there, how I can I possibly spread the love among all of these amazingly talented people? I only make so many purchases from Amazon I can click click through. How else do I support?

Okay, I'll go to your shows. I got some of you down. But I can only do so much traveling. I could buy your books and CDs, but I'm a hoarder and have a problem with clutter so I try to shut that down. You can't sign my Nook or iPod. Actually, you could but please don't. Sure I'll send some cash, wait, I could buy your CD if I had......but I have a backlog of free episodes......a premium subscription would just add to the backlog...am I a cheap fuck for going the library to check out books of comedians I want to read but not keep?

This used to be easier. Granted, I wasn't directly per se supporting TV shows when I watched them. There was this indirect ad revenue but I wasn't a Nielsen house, so was I really helping?

There is an idea to spend that which I would have spend on entertainment towards this. But I do not go to the movies or eat out, so how does that work? My entertainment budget is free podcasts. At least when I donate to This American Life, I get to write it off. And will I be playing favorites? The Film Vault got my Amazon click through of a power saw, but Titus got my sister's lunch bag.

What about non podcast entertainers? I would have loved to send Spoony's dog a new collar. Tiny price to pay for Rebruary. Sadly I say I will, then forget. Okay, I'm just going to start clicking links on websites and hope that will generate some pennies for my people. It's all I got for now. Then again, there is the LA Podcast festival......

Celebrity Sighting #Gould

Went out to San Francisco on the 15th to see the hilarious Dana Gould. It was the old people show. That is, the first showing on Friday and the house was small in the first place let alone full. He mentioned on stage that he is getting a divorce. I was shocked and how that affected me. 

I think radio and podcasting are an incredibly intimate form of entertainment. I listen to Dana Gould about as often as I see my sister. It was devastating for me to hear it and I really have no stakes in the matter. I wanted to hug him and then have him sign my bottle of Klonopin.

Alas, he was not there to greet people after the show. The line for the later show went around the corner and I hope the younger set gave him the audience he wanted. Good luck on your special taping. I mean you're taping your special. I hope it goes well. I didn't mean it was "special" or anything. Ummmm.....rape joke!

Oscar Hangover

Two days after the fact so we've all moved on with our lives. I missed the Oscars as I had my own celebrations. My only comment is now there are two actresses who have played Catwoman who now have Oscars and neither are Michelle Pfeiffer. Feels wrong. 

Okay, I lied second comment: I was very happy when Searching For Sugar Man won best documentary. I watched it a few weeks ago and will admit that the first twenty minutes were slow. Then it all began to unfold and it gave me chills. If you can get it, and it should be easier now that it won, I highly recommend it. Then again, if that movie has taught me anything, just because it is an excellent product, that doesn't mean you can get it easily.

Tune Osmosis

Everybody's born knowing all the Beatles lyrics instinctively. They're passed into the fetus subconsciously along with all the amniotic stuff. Fact, they should be called "The Fetals". 

This is quote is the best thing to come from the movie Sliding Doors. It's so insightful that it popped into my head when I began to sing the chorus of Easy Lover. (Yes, I know it's not The Beatles.)  It makes sense that Beatles songs are so ubiquitous that anyone can sing pieces. But to what level of exposure does a song like Easy Lover need to penetrate your mind?

 This is pretty much the same song as "Let It Be".

I'm wondering if the newer generations that make their own playlists and have no idea how a radio works will have memorized as many pointless song lyrics and me and my contemporaries. To this day my husband has visceral reactions to some classic rock songs from a years of being dragged on errands with his mother and bored out of his skull. 

I'm not proud of it, but I found myself belting out a few Taylor Swift songs with startling accuracy. Thank goodness I'm a chick. I'm allowed to publicly like things with slightly less backlash.