So, the goal of updating my blog every day lasted long… but to be honest, can you really blame me? What’s the point in forcing myself to write a blog entry when there’s noting to write about (unless you really care about what I ate for lunch)? So I say, for the sake of creativity, fuck schedules! If I have something to write about, then I’ll write it; If not, too bad. At least, that’s my excuse.
I never really knew who Rodney Bingenheimer was (this is where you say “Rodney who?”), except for that he’s a DJ at KROQ doing the dead shift on a Sunday morning – Oh, and that according to the fantastic humour of Kevin Ryder and Bean Baxter (I honestly can’t tell whether that’s sarcasm or not), he’s a senile paedophile that talks funny and shits his pants from time to time. Well, seeing as I love the radio station dearly, I thought it best to check out the documentary ‘Mayor of the Sunset Strip’ about the life of Rodney, and my opinions of the man have changed completely. Despite his looks and shyness, the guy is a pure genius., giving musicians such as David Bowie, No Doubt, Blondie, Coldplay, Muse, Duran Duran, and many many more their first playtime on US radio and helped them break through to the American market. Plus, he owned a nightclub in the early 1970′s, and got to bang blonde 14-year-old groupies every night, something that I can’t argue is impressive (although slightly illegal in this day and age, I must say). So, Mr. Bingenheimer, I salute you. May you rock on forever.

I have to come straight out with this one – I don’t like the new Mummy movie. Firstly, because there’s no mummies in it. Someone needs to do their research, because without the process of mummification, the undead != mummies. Secondly, they yet again overuse the line of “Not this again!” and “Boy, I sure hate mummies!”, and so forth. Goddammit, get some decent acting in there. Thirdly, the new actors are stupid – bring back the proper Evelyn Hammond, one that doesn’t sound like she’s made out of wood, and get rid Alex cause he just seems like a right dick all the time. And finally, it just doesn’t seem as epic as the last movies, I’m sorry. Oh well, at least it’s nice to see Brendan Frasier back on the big screen, and the special effects are good, and yada yada… come on, Hollywood. Don’t make me go through another period of watching British independent movies in order to find a decent film – restore my faith.

Oh, and I turned 19 today. I don’t think many people really care, so I’ll just say happy birthday to myself, shall I? ^^;