geekery
Interview with the Bed Intruder: LOL @ ROFLcon III
May 11th
Hide ya kids, Hide ya wife, and hide yo husband ’cause she chatting with errybody out here.
I should probably clarify for those of you who aren’t familiar with Antoine Dodson or his meteoric rise to fame that my headline isn’t entirely accurate.
You see, homeboy is not the bed intruder — he’s the guy from the bed intruder song. The one whose sister almost got… yeah know. Intruded.
They didn’t invite the real bed intruder to ROFLcon because a) they haven’t found him yet and b) he’s a gross attempted rapist. And who wants that shick around?
This interview was actually a dream come true, as I’ve been in love with everything Antoine since 2010. It was entirely spontaneous too! Of all the people I contacted, Antoine Dodson was one of the only ones I couldn’t get a hold of, so I prepared zilch. Nothing. Then, lo-and-behold as I walk up to a lecture hall at MIT Saturday afternoon… BAM.
I took my shot and he was sweet as a peach. Genuinely funny and so kind. I can’t say enough about how much I dig this guy — and Antoine, if you read this, know that I will take you up on that hair hookup should I ever make it down to Huntsville.
Next up on the interview list? Scumbag Steve. Lookout for it this weekend!
My Tee is neon green ’cause I’m the party, girl.
May 9th
We now interrupt your regularly scheduled geekery with yet another post about pretty clothes because hey, if there’s anything I like as much as a dope supercut or creatively placed Periodic Table of Elements, it’s a cute outfit.
Here’s the skinny: She Does the City has teamed up with Gap to host one “serious shopping event” at the retailer’s Bloor st. location on May 15th. There will be music. There will be Coconut Water. There will be giveaways and gift bags and goooood discounts.
As a fun little pre-cursor to the event, five Toronto bloggers were asked to come up with their own looks based on on of Gap’s recently relaunched classic T.
I was given the Mercer V-neck Pocket T in neon green, which I was obviously psyched about because, well… NEON GREEN. (click image above for elaboration.)
And yes, I did turn the belt I bought into a headband. It reminded me of a braid, and braids remind me of hair, and HEY – that’s what the stuff all over my head is called so Voila:
I came up with a secondary look too, because what if one of the other girls picked out THE EXACT SAME THINGS AS ME? What if? WHAT IF?
Also, I’m indecisive.
Ooooh, broody. Sorry guys – it’s hard to look normal in these. I should start a tumblr filled with funny fashion blogger poses. Never mind. Just googled it. Someone already did.
I did actually have to pee, kind of.
I called this look “Urban Glo-worm,” which really speaks to the fact that I wrote that description very very late last night.
I’m still recovering from ROFLcon, you see, literally rushing home after working all day to do laundry and hit the gym and other lifely things before a little bit of late night laurenoutlouding.
*sigh*, if this flurry of emails doesn’t SIMMAH DOWN I’m never going to get my interview videos up. LEAVE NIZZLE ALONE. See. me. pout:
I keed, I keed. Managing one young urban life is not hardship. Setting up something like this? Now that is dang hard work:
Hey girl, I like the way you Domino and then look up the word “Domino” to determine if it can be used as a verb or not.
One more game-related video for the road, ja? This one, a music video for Get By by Delta Heavy is excellent in a different way:
*shudder*
Bed time. Big day tomorrow! &News&News&News&News…
Befooore I crash though, I must note for those of you who don’t already know that today is my best friend Casie‘s birthday (er, was — I guess it’s past midnight now)! We’re going to do it up crafty this weekend 
The cutest, right?
Go wish her a big happy one. I already did on the phone and Twitter and Facebook but I will again here because I LOVE YOU CAS! HBD
Get ready for it…
Apr 30th
Just Go Right.
Apr 27th
Don’t stop. Don’t give up. Don’t use a cheat code and don’t you dare press pause. Not even when your mom calls you for dinner for the third time. Not even if you’re having tacos. NOT EVEN IF YOU’RE HAVING CHOCO TACOS.
Sometimes, it’ll get hard. You’ll face obstacles and challenges and stupid suns that swoop down from the sky and try to kill you sometimes. But you can’t turn back because you have no other choice unless you’re willing to die.
Go right, homie. Just keep on going right. Believe you me, all frustrations aside, when you finally get to your goal you’ll be sad the adventure is over.
Sorry. The music swell in that video got me all emotiony and metaphorizcal-like. That, and the many, many memories of pixelated death that came rushing back into my brain. Freaking Ghosts N Goblins. If you know anybody who’s actually beat that game, send them my way for a handshake and a chocolate taco.
WTH is a Chocotaco though, for real? I saw it when I Google Imagesed “funny taco.” It looks disgusting.
If your mother actually feeds you Chocotacos for dinner, call Children’s Aid. Unless, of course, you’re 35. If you’re 35 and your mother feeds you Chocotacos, HUG HER RIGHT NOW.
I wish my mom still made dinner for me. Is it so much to ask that she drives 4 hours to stir-fry my tofu? I’ve got to MICROWAVE it MYSELF… LIKE AN ANIMAL!
I’m calling Children’s Aid on myself.
Nizzle, OUT!
Sweet Brown gets autotuned and I dream of Jeannie(‘s ponytail)
Apr 23rd
If you liked Backin’ up, Backin’ up, Backin up (and who didn’t? WHO DIDN’T?!) you’re going to looooove the Sweet Brown remix:
Is that not a really, really good song? Even out of context, the soulful mix is dope. And the video? Well…
‘Nuff said. And if you don’t know who Sweet Brown is, watch the original viral video here:
Anyhoo, Antoine Dodson Sweet Brown is totally famous for another 15 seconds thanks to that remix, and I’ve got a new morning hype-track for another day or so (I’ve already been jamming to this for 10 so… ya know.)
Speaking of news memes though, did you know that Antoine Dodson is going to be at ROFLcon this year? Well OBBBBVIOUSLY he is. Everybody is. Including ME, WEEEEEE!
I’m going to run and tell that homeboy how much Canada loves him if I get a chance. Maybe Sweet Brown will come too. That would be gravy.
I put some purple in my hair this evening. With chalk.
It’s faint and only in the bangs. I’m going to go nuts with some turquoise later this week, but only on the ends, a la Kate Bosworth:
You know what’s fun on a Sunday night? Watching cheesy Raven-Symoné movies and teasing the heck out of your hair.
BIG PONYTAIL!
Oh oh oh, hold up now – what is THIS? I started watching this “Jane By Design” show on Netflix and I’m madly in love, not even 10 minutes in. HI BILLY:
Google tells me his real name is Nick Roux and that he’s a total Disney kid. Blergh. This gen’s Chad Michael Murray circa One Tree Hill season 1. *sigh*
Hehe, Oh Chad! Stop!
I’ve got to go to bed now…
PS – In case you were wondering, Sweet Brown finally got her cold pop! Awwww…
Glow-in-the dark dinosaur money? You’re killing me, Smalls!
Apr 12th
Hey. So guess what?
The Royal Canadian Mint (read: the government agency responsible for creating all of Canada’s highly touted funny money) issued coins with freaking GLOW IN THE DARK DINOSAURS ON THEM this week.
This confirms my suspicion that our country is being run by 11-year-old boys on acid.
Have you ever wondered why Canada doesn’t have orphans wandering through the streets offering to shine your shoes and stuff? IT’S BECAUSE THEY’VE BEEN CAPTURED BY THE GOVERNMENT AND ARE BEING FORCED TO DESIGN YOUR MONEY.
I assume these chaps are being stored in the 1990s because that’s the last time I heard of anybody dropping acid, and also because I want to picture them looking like the Sandlot boys.
That is, without a doubt, the greatest movie of all time. I don’t even need to argue why. If you know what’s up, you know why. For-ev-ver…
I just Googled the rival gang leader kid from that scene. I wanted to find out what’s became of such a fine little actor. Turns out his name is Wil Horneff and, well, not much has become of him at all. Some time after the Sandlot, he appeared in Bop. *cough*
Back to the money.
In Canada, we have plastic hundos and ride the streetcar with golden coins called “Loonies” and “Toonies”. Like video game characters. Is it any surprise we’ve developed a reputation for being “Wacky?”
This is the greatest effing country in the entire world.
Canada, thank you for contributing to my own weird-as-heck personality. I’d be happy to design a new bill for you one day when if your orphans OD. In the meantime, I’m content to write about you (and… other weird things).
I’m still trying to make this more of a fashion blog, I swear.
Maybe if I didn’t stay up so late cruising the web for gifs and writing about hot dog pizza I’d be able to wake up in the mornings with enough time to take photos like Tavi used to…
Soon. Soon. I’ve got to set up my Karotz first so that he can do it. Big weekend ahead! 6 parties on Saturday night alone. Will I make them all? No way in h-e-double hockey sticks. Whatever happens, I’ll wear something cool. AND BLOG ABOUT IT. There. Fashion blogging 101. I’m done already.
Hehe. That was a good day.
Peepza, Bunnysocks and a dozen + Geeky Easter Eggs
Apr 8th
Happy Zombie Lich Jesus day, friends!
I meant to push this post live earlier in the day but passed out straight after family Easter brunch instead. Peep coma.
SPEAKING OF PEEPS (my favourite candy of all time), I only recently discovered that there’s an entire world of marshmallow chicken cuisine out there.
Peeps Sushi, Peeps Krispies, Peepsicles, Deep fried Peeps, PEEPZA!
Be still my pancreas.
I also stumbled upon a massive “Peep show” at the Carol Arts Centre in Westminster Maryland, where hundreds of artists have been creating “marshmallow masterpieces” every spring for the past 5 years.
Road trip 2013?
I didn’t go as big for Easter this year as I usually do for holidays. No chocolate factory video blogs, trampoline benders, taking my cats to see the Easter Bunny or sugary myspace graphics…
No anything, really.
I had intended to make some cool undead Easter eggs but time slipped away from me this weekend with all of the unexpected last-minute parties and Highway 401 breakdowns.
Belt broke. Smoke billowed. Engine overheated. Kapow.
A couple of nice OPP officers pulled up behind me on the shoulder of the road and called what turned out to be the coolest tow truck ever. VROOM VROOM! The driver reminded me of Santa.
That’s the kind of cab you need to climb up into, and if you didn’t already know how much I love climbing (trees, fences, buildings) now you do. I really like climbing.
Purple truck, silver lining.
My dad had to come and pick me up in Woodstock after that happened yesterday afternoon and by the time we got home to Chatham, I was so bummed and beat that I “took a nap” at 8:30 p.m.
I woke up 14 hours later, just in time to take a shower and get back on the highway for Easter Brunch with the fams in Windsor.
Now I’m home and enjoying some of Chef Mommy’s leftovers / crusing the web for Easter hilarity. She made Perch and potatoes and baby bok choy last night. And crepes!
Anyhoo, I’d already started building this “Geeky Easter Egg” roundup post last week so I decided to go forth now. It was inspired by Neatorama and Oddee these sweet Pantone Easter eggs:
Here are way more than a dozen more (not really even that) geeky Easter eggs for you to enjoy:
“Easter” egg (get it?):
One egg to rule them all:
Bender egg:
Mia Wallace Egg:
Pokemon eggs:
Eggshell script egg:
Forever alone egg:
All of the memeface eggs:
Super Mario eggs:
Nightmare before Easter egg:
Master Shake egg:
TV test pattern egg:
Southpark eggs:
Domo egg:
Clockwork Orange egg:
Kitty Cat Egg:
Egg Kitty Cat:
Easter Bunny Kitty Cat:
Kitty Cat meets Easter Bunny:
SHA!
I must now acknowledge that many of the above eggs aren’t all that geeky, but newf*** social media derps love that word and Google bringeth mad clicks. Not that I uh, care about traffic…
If you’re still jonesin’ for some oviform goodness, Pleated Jeans has got some Famous film scenes created with Easter eggs here.
And finally, the greatest (not yet pranked) church sign I’ve seen outside of the Simpsons (via Buzzfeed):
How’s that for progressive?
I’m going to go watch some TV now, because that’s pretty much all I can ever do when I come home. Not because Chatham’s just that boring, but because my parents’ couches / TV / fridge / cats / blankets are just that good.
Those are my bunny socks. HAPPY EASTER!
Bully, Killchella and some new Drizzy Vids
Apr 7th
Backwards Bully
CHECK IT — After months of anticipation (and like, 4 days of me waiting to show off that shirt) Bully opens in select theatres today.
Surely, you’ve heard about this film already. It’s been getting an incredible amount of “influencer” support. Real influencers, as in people who actually influence things beyond which new shade of lipstain you’re going to try.
13 million kids get bullied every year. Today take a stand at bit.ly/wkgZxG #BullyMovie
— Ellen DeGeneres (@TheEllenShow) March 28, 2012
13 million kids get bullied every year. Today take a stand at bit.ly/GOJnwi #BullyMovie @Bullymovie
— iamdiddy (@iamdiddy) March 28, 2012
Watched @BullyMovie last night with my daughter, Carrie. Thought it was so moving. It filled me with both sadness and outrage.
— Katie Couric (@katiecouric) April 1, 2012
Oh, who am I kidding… I’d rock moss green lipstain if Diddy said it was cool.
I’m thisclose to soaking my hair in a vat of chlorine after seeing Nicki Minaj’s new video for Beez in the Trap (which, btw, was dropped approximately 42 minutes ago. I should give this post a breaking flag or something.)
Hot track, eh? Now back to Bully.
The film’s made some ink for the controversial R-rating it was slapped in the U.S. (later reduced to a PG-13.)
Weinstein vs. MPAA, blah blah blah. Papers love that stuff. In Canada it’s always been PG pretty much everywhere because we’re chill like that, us Canucks.
Let not the ratings controversy overshadow the purpose of this film though: to catalyze anti-bullying awareness.
I’m not going to preach about how important it is for everybody to see this film right now because a) I haven’t seen it yet and b) every third celebrity’s Twintern has already done that (see above).
What I will say is that this that I’ve heard nothing but positive things about Bully and think that the Bully project is a fantastic initiative. We had the Canadian premier here in Toronto at the TIFF Bell Lightbox earlier this week, but I was working and missed it. Fingers crossed I can catch it at Varcity before it’s gone!
The Bully Canada team sent me some nice promo materials in the mail anyway and, because my pajama drawer is already bursting with free oversized T-shirts, I’ve decided to give this one away. Answer this skill-testing question in the comments below to enter the draw: FRIG, WHY CAN’T WE ALL JUST PLAY NICE?
If you were bullied as a kid for being “weird” or “ugly” or having “an annoying chipmunk voice”, for choosing the debate team over sports, drama over gym, computers over friends (LOOKATMENOW) please enjoy this video — and the successful professional life you are most certainly enjoying right about now.
Props, Felicia Day. I WANT YOUR LIFE.
Blogging of good videos, Coachella Killchella is one of the best things I’ve seen all week. I don’t know what it is about hipster bashing humour, but it gets me rolling on the floor laughing every time it’s done well (hyperbolic acronyms don’t really work in long form, do they?)
I see so much of my friends, my scene, myself in that. Maybe that’s why it’s funny. Caricatures of our silly selves. And now I want Ethiopian food.
Lastly, Drake dropped not one but TWO new videos today and the Internet didn’t even explode. Can you believe it?
“Take Care” co stars Rihanna and a whole bunch of cool looking slow motion animals. There’s also a ripped but spooky looking dude during that dope Pitbullesque breakdown near the end of the song.
Personally, I like the video for “HYFR” (which stands for H*ll yeah f***ing right, says the hip kids) much better. It centres around Drake’s “Re-Bar Mitzvah” and features lots of smiley dancing chair shots plus Weezy in a panda mask!
I bet Drake didn’t even have to pay Lil Wayne to perform at his Bar Mitzvah because they’re tight. *sigh* The good life.
If I ever get Bill Gates rich, I’ll hire Weezy, Drake and Tosh to come hang out with me for an afternoon. And Felicia Day, too. We’ll all make funny Youtube videos and drink lemonade on the balcony and watch Southpark. It will be grand
Speaking of which, Comedy Network has bestowed upon my blessed soul a Tosh.0 marathon today. The good life. For real.
The things we forget and the blogs we remember
Mar 30th
Hey hahn.
I’m a cat now, on Twitter.
This, after at least one full year of living publicly as an alien.
I thought that with all of the fancy new headshots taken at work this week I could professionalize my avi a bit — you know, like a Katie Couric or a Cali Lewis or one of these people — but my Internet friends were adamant that I not turn myself into a human just yet.
This makes sense. As seriously as I take my work, I’m not an incredibly serious person by nature and my Twavatar should reflect that.
I’m not aspiring to be Katie Couric at this point, so much as I’m aspiring to be Jon Stewart… or Rick Mercer… or Chelsea Peretti… or Johan Peretti… or Jessi Cruickshank… or Amanda Bynes… or yeah, Cali Lewis.
Or Sockington.
Sheet, you can take the girl out of Compton, but you can’t take the Compton out of the girl, Amirite?
(Note: I’m not from Compton.)
Moral of the story? I’m a cat now, which is pretty much an alien anyway, so “intergalactic superblogger” is still accurate enough to appear on all of my business cards. and that’s that.
Can I get 100,000 paws up for sticky notes right meow though? Post-its are one of the only paper products in my life that I haven’t digitized yet. (Toilet paper is another, though some are trying.)
Things we forget is a charming blog that compiles photos of inspirational messages written on sticky notes. They recently released a series of posters that everybody’s going nuts over, like this one (click to embiggen):
Solid. I like “Fear Mediocrity” and “Stay Curious”. How about you? Hollah below and maybe I’ll buy the poster for you. Probably not, but maybe.
Rap Board, Lanse Base, Bieber punch and the PENGUIN CAM.
Mar 28th
I hope you’re not in the middle of something important right now, because you can pretty much kiss the next 4 hours of your life away.
The Rap Board is a massive soundboard filled with clickable rapper heads. Click on a rapper’s head, hear one of the rapper’s sound-bytes.
Simple. Genius. And I am sooo doing something with it. Something more than all of the prank calls I made to Sean as Drake, that is. He was not amused.
Rap Board not your thing? THEN GET THE HECK OUT OF MY LIFE.
Jk.
No, but for real. Get out of my life. How can you not love that? If I get time, I’ll make a video about it. Jump in the queue, Lou!
While we’re on the subject of music and rap and stoofs, Meet my newest obsession of the day, straight up out of Whalley BC:
The West coast duo’s full length album drops Spring 1992. It’s called “Spice World”.
And if I didn’t love them enough already for that alone, Lanse Base is really effing good at music. I found this jam on Winnie Cooper today and used it to power my legs through one very chilleh bike ride home.
They’re obviously a good part (if not all parts) parody, but does anybody even care about that shizz anymore in a post-Antwoord musical landscape? They’re entertaining as heck and have a badass Tumblr. Respect.
In other rap related goodness, here’s a new Azealea Banks x Diplo track that’s 100% worthy of all the exclamation marks I’m about to give it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I hope this one gets huge outside of the Internet. NSFW, btw. Salty language. Meow.
Bustin Jieber also dropped a new track this week, in which he raps a little bit about how he wants to be my Buzz Lightyear.
Hey, I’m down.
The shining son of Stratford recently posed all bloody-like for the cover of Complex Magazine and… well, it’s safe to say that I probably shouldn’t feel this way about an 18-year-old boy. Better than a 17-year-old boy I suppose… Slightly.
Now, onto the live giant penguin cam:
I just about Irish Goodbye’d this post to spend the rest of my night watching penguins and painting my fingerails, but then I remembered that I can’t ever own or be a penguin and it became torturous.
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