Sunday, February 13, 2011

Katy Perry / Seriously, she needs to be stopped.

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PUBLIC INJUNCTION ORDER
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To:       Katheryn Elizabeth Hudson / AKA Katy Perry

From:  Dave / As an agent of the People of the State of California

Re:      “CALIFORNIA GURLS” (Capitol Records, 2010)

The People of the State of California send greetings and advise the following:

You are herby ordered to immediately cease and desist any and all broadcast or performance of your musical attempt known as “California Gurls”.  It has come to the attention of the People that this song is not entertaining or catchy or poppy in any shape, form or capacity.  It is understood that you and, amazingly enough, 5 other persons, including Mr. Calvin Broadus (AKA Snoop Dog) of Long Beach, CA went to great lengths and utilized all of your combined musical “skills” to create this less than stellar example of lyrical erudition.  But, the People have come to the decision that this song does not meet our criteria to be broadcast inside the State of California.

Following is a list of reasons:

  1. The synth/pop background is slow and weak.  My 3 year old laughs at it.  It sounds like my Atari and I keep thinking I’m playing Raiders of the Lost Ark. 
  2. Your song runs a length of approximately 3 minutes, 56 seconds.  And it is composed of 395 words.  But only if you include Mr. Broadus’ quasi-solo.  Apparently he is impressed that you are driving a Jeep and that you live at the beach.  And, although, 395 words does sound like a large number, the whole song just sounds like you screaming "Oh, oh" over and over again in a high pitched tone that leads one to suspect that Mr. Broadus must be raping a dolphin. 
  3. Finally, the direct marketing of your song as an overt attempt to be the default “song of the summer” offends the People of California.  Songs of Summer must occur through a number of naturally developing conditions.  Your attempts to independently liken your song to such classics as “Umbrella” by Rhiana, “Summertime” by DJ Jazzy Jeff and the Fresh Prince, “Pour Some Sugar On Me” by Def Leppard and “Its Getting Hot In Herrrrrre” by Nelly have been summarily rejected. 
Based upon the above, an injunction has been ordered by the People of the State of California against any further broadcast or performance of this song within the geographic confines of the State of California along with any shared radio, television or satellite air waves of neighboring states.  Failure to comply may result in the seizure of any equipment or tools used to broadcast the song.  If performed live in public, you may be arrested by authorities and punished with severe fines and a time of incarceration equaling no less then until the day you pass from this earth.  Please note that this injunction does not have an effect upon any of your other works.  Although, the State of California reserves the right to reverse that decision at any time.

Your cooperation is appreciated in this matter.  Please feel free to sing and perform other music.  But, please do not invoke the name of our great State in any form ever again.  This is California, Ms. Hudson.  We take ourselves very seriously here. 

Sincerely,

Dave
For the People of the State of California. 

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Enemy of the State.

Sunday, January 30, 2011

"Goodnight Weekend". A poem of sorrow......and steak

Goodnight weekend
Goodnight cows that give steaks for the weekend
Goodnight red lights
In the dark bar room
Goodnight Bears (go Raiders)
Goodnight lawn chairs
Goodnight our pittance
For those that where mittens
Goodnight clocks
Do I have clean socks?
Must be a pair in this house
Maybe over by the mouse
Well I know I have a comb
Its over by the brush
Sitting in the bowl
Of week old oat mush
And now my old lady is screaming, "Hush!"
Goodnight stars
Goodnight air
Goodnight noises everywhere.......sorry, I had the chili.

Long live the weekend. The weekend is dead. - The Jam

Saturday, January 29, 2011

The 12 Days of Compton - Dave remembers Christmas in L.A. from days of yore!

On the 12th day of Compton, my homies gave to me....

12 40's of King Cobra
11 peeps out of prison
10 blunts a smokin'
9 ladies a lap-dancin'
8 Baby-mommas milkin'
7 Cops be profilin'
6 Keys of smack
5 Golden bliiiinngs.......yo!
4 Call girls
3 French Fries
2 Purple kool aids
And I'm not the Baby-Daddy says Maury

Alternate ending!

And a Ford Escort painted like a Bentley!

Merry Christmas! Word to your mother, one and all!

The Twelve Days of Superflous Trivia.....Dave tackles a holiday favorite AGAIN!!

On the twelfth day of Superfluous Trivia, my Internet gave to me……

Twelve idiots to a jury couldn't convict OJ for murder.
Eleven minutes into Ghostbusters they get the crap scared out of them by the librarian ghost-“GET HER!”
Ten Apples Up On Top was written by Theo. Lesieg.
Nine Inch Nails is really just Trent Reznor.
Eight vertices has a cube.
Seven Continents together formed Pangea.
Six Flags was started in 1960
FIVE GOOOOOLD  BAAAAAAARRSS.....would weigh roughly 2195 ounces.....
Four pecks to a bushel
Three Amigos was directed by John Landis
Two Dicks played Darrin
And Hitler only had one ball!

THANK YOU!

Dave gives you the Top Ten Myths Barry could have debunked on Mythbusters, but didn’t.

10: The Moon Landing was faked by Chileans in a farm outside Winnemucca, NV.
9: If you drink red wine out of John Adams’ skull, you’ll never pass gas again.
8: Kokomo by The Beach Boys was written by Mother Theresa on a coke bender.
7: If you drop a penny off the Sears Tower, Ronald Reagan could catch it in his hair.
6: If you turn your Blackberry on and off 10 times while traveling in a plane, the toilets will spontaneously flush.
5: Green Eggs and Ham will cure gout on Thursdays in November.
4: Driving a 1966 Lincoln Continental at 122 M.P.H. through the rain will iron your shirt.
3: Pope John XXIII and Elvis Presley were first cousins on theirs mothers’ side.
2. Digging a hole to China will always take you to Cleveland.
1.And the greatest myth of them all to bust: BARRY WAS BORN IN FRESNO!!


Thursday, January 27, 2011

Dave ensures Peace In The Middle East In Three Steps......You're welcome, Barry

To:       President Barrack Obama
            The White House


From:  Dave
            Somewhere in California

Subject:  PEACE IN THE MIDDLE EAST IN THREE STEPS.

Dear Mr. President,

Your letter of request for informal counsel was received on the 15th of this month by my immediate supervisor (wife).  After reading your letter, I took liberty to digest it mentally (picked it up and put it down over several beers).  The following is my response to your request.

For your consideration, I would like to present several points of observation and potential steps of action that I, humbly, believe would more than likely rectify most if not all of the social, economic and political struggles currently affecting not only the Iraq/Iran theater of operations but the entire region as well.

Observation #1:

The expression MIDDLE EAST has been around since……..well, a long time.  But, I’m not sure this area of the world has ever liked being called THE MIDDLE.  As in, ‘just the MIDDLE’ or, ‘the MIDDLE of the road’ or ‘stuck in the MIDDLE’.  I mean, would you like to be told all your life that you’re from a region named after a Stealers Wheels song lyric?  Of, course not!

Proposed STEP #1:

The President of The United States (POTUS) holds a summit inviting all the major cartographers of the world to decide on a new name for the region.  Obviously NEAR and FAR EAST are taken already.  But, you wouldn’t even necessarily need to denote what part of the EAST it is.  How about we just call the area roughly from Egypt to Pakistan……THE STEVE?  Catchy, isn’t it?  THE STEVE!  Political, Military and Religious leaders would be able to create peace through new pride in their region.  And they can make that pride work in positive ways.  Tourism will skyrocket feeding each nation's coffers and negating any need to go to war or argue over cultural differences because they will be so busy living in THE STEVE.  And who wouldn’t want to vacation or conduct business in THE STEVE?  “Where’s Bob?”  “Bob’s in Lebanon.”  “Wow, meetings in THE STEVE again?  Bob’s the man!”

Observation #2:

Along the same lines as Observation #1, I’d like to focus your attention on two specific countries located in THE STEVE (see, you like the name already don’t you?).  These are two countries that are currently in our national focus.  Over the years, I couldn’t help but notice that Iraq and Iran pretty much are not fond of each other.  Now, any person can tell you that the root of the problem lies with a cultural clash started hundreds of years ago following the death of the Prophet Muhammad when one faction believed that control of the faith should then be elected from the Prophet’s peers, but another faction believed the control of the faith should remain in the Prophet’s family.  Since then, there have been many other factors creating the tension.  And, of course, there was a very large WAR in the 80’s as well.  No unity and no peace.  But, what if the solution is all in a name here as well?

Proposed STEP #2:

Iraq and Iran.  The names are so close and yet, the countries so far apart.  It is my opinion, though, that a positive change can be made to the two nations by joining them under a name closely resembling each of their own respective names.  The two can be combined as the United States of IROCKON.  Do you see what I mean?  Let me say it again.  IROCKON.  Say it out loud.  IROCKON.  Say it again.  IROCKON.  How’s that for boosting your national ego and setting aside cultural differences?  The name is direct and forceful with ALL CAPS, no matter what.  A spirit of rock tells the world, we may be bent on domination some of the time, but the rest of the time we like to party.  With a name like IROCKON, every guy in that country is gonna get………well, let’s just say they’ll be happy.  The United States of IROCKON works alongside the renaming of THE STEVE region as well.  “Hey Doug! Where you spending spring break?”  “Oh, man!  Me and the bros from Sigma Nu are flyin’ into Basrah.  We’re gonna party and tube down the Tigris out into the Gulf.  Its gonna be stellar!  You should go with us, Bro!”  “An IROCKON Spring Break in THE STEVE?  How can anybody pass that up?”  And, if you can pull it off, STEP 2 is guaranteed to mitigate your Iran problem and prevent any need for further military intervention in the future.  They’ll be way too busy partying in IROCKON!

Now, Mr. President, those are but two ideas guaranteed to solve all kinds of problems.  But you won’t get them to work without the third…….a leader.

Observation #3:

Its safe to say that THE STEVE has had no trouble finding strong leaders over the previous millennium and into the 21st century.  Leadership such as: Kings, Sultans, Colonialism, UN designated Protectorates, Oil Companies, megalomaniacal tyrant dictators bent on world domination and The Disney Corporation (the last two are not mutually exclusive).  And the United States of America has done its fair share of “installing leadership” for many, many, many……….many nations across THE STEVE.  The results have been “mixed” over the years.  But, in this new century and new frontier for IROCKON, a leader will be needed to solidify the fledgling nation, bring the people together and create a period of positive nationalism.  A leader with established credentials in unifying tens of thousand of people under one banner and the unmistakable ability to create a new cultural identity of peace, love and more love…..and some more love.  You need a true leader.  But, who will that leader be?

Proposed STEP #3:

Your answer, two words: Bret F’n Michaels!  OK, that’s three words, but pay attention!  A review of his credentials first.  Mr. Michaels has successfully led a multi-platinum rock back for over 20 years.  Mr. Michaels band, Poison, has been responsible for 19 Billboard Top 100 hits including 15 Top 40 and a Number one hit as well.  For years Mr. Michaels has fronted this coalition across the world with the power to unite millions in sold out arenas everywhere.  Mr. Michaels has also proven to be a strong, wise and prudent leader in the financial arena as well.  His performance on The Apprentice impressed Donald Trump enough to give Mr. Michaels a job.  That’s a pretty spectacular endorsement.  Mr. Michaels has years of leadership and cultural unification experience.  But, he is still in the prime of his life and is ready to lead IROCKON.  Think about it.  Peace, prosperity, the first strip club in Tehran ever.  These are all things Mr. Michaels can bring as the leader of IROCKON.  If you make it happen.

In closing, I’d like to thank you once again, Mr. President, for the opportunity to advise you on this critical national security and foreign policy decision.  I’d like to remind you that these three steps are essential to creating the kind of security and peace our nation strives to achieve.  And, for your own legacy, think how the history books of your grandchildren will praise you as the man responsible for world peace by making Bret Michaels the President of the United States of IROCKON, a part of THE STEVE.


Sincerely,


Dave
Citizen

Attachments:  Photograph of Mr. Bret Michaels

cc:  US Department of State, US Department of Defense, US Centers For Disease Control, C.C. Deville, Bobby Dall, Rikki Rocket















Dave studies Carl Weathers/Bud Light/Hot Dogs?

I've become warry the new Bud Light commercials with Carl Weathers. Now, the commercials are funny. The whole 'Don't send the Z's for tacos' and stuff. Funny funny.
Anyway. What makes me...well, kinda' naseous is the end of the commercials. Carl talks to the camera and then directs the camera to his playbook binder. He then closes the binder and sets it on, what appears to be, his lap. Suddenly, and with the binder still on Carl Weathers' lap, a smaller Carl Weathers bursts through the binder and starts screaming at us! This leads a reasonable person (yours truly) to question from where did the little Carl Weathers originate. This also leads the same reasonable person (yours truly) to presume that the little Carl Weathers had to originate from under the binder. Stay with me here. That means that little Carl Weathers originated from big Carl Weathers lap! Now, we've all learned about subliminal advertising, Bud Light. But a screaming Carl Weathers phallus bursting through a binder does not make me want to buy your beer..........but why do I have a craving for hot dogs?