Monsters Calling Home - Mr. Brightside (Cover)
The Maccabees - Went Away
The Lumineers - Ho Hey (Pretty well heard now, been on the radio for a few months but still very good).
The last Friday of every month at 8/7 Central, a new Disney Channel Original Movie premiered. Holy Mackerel these movies sucked so good. Actually let me rephrase that. Between 1997 and 2001, the movies were actually good. Brink! (obviously), Halloweentown, Zenon, Horse Sense, Johnny Tsunami, Smart House (get it together PAT!!), and The Ultimate Christmas Present (Brenda Song's coming out party) all came out in this timeframe. Then came January 2002 and Disney Channel released "Double-Teamed." As you can clearly tell from the photo above, these girls look NOTHING alike. But for some reason literally everybody in the movie got these two mixed up. Like I'm pretty sure their parents at one point were like "Hey Heather, wait Heidi, no I mean Heather, wait who are you again?" Can you say unfuckingrealistic? I mean even that girl pretending she was a guy in Motocrossed and everyone believing it was more realistic than that. Another unrealistic thing about this movie was the basketball coach. Fast forward to 4:36:
Having a fresh Hollister/Abercrombie polo and/or hoodie back in seventh or eighth grade was about as essential as having one of these in the first and second grade. When one of your bros called you up to go to the mall on a Friday night, you knew you had to be looking your best. After all, there was a 50% chance your crush would be there (either there or the movies, the only two "hangout" places back then). And looking your best meant rockin' the K-Swiss sneaks (where are they now?), baggy jeans (with a rip or two), and the Hollister/Abercrombie polo (God forbid you wore a polo without the little moose logo embedded on the right chest). Give yourself a spray (or twenty) of FIERCE and you were good to go. We all went through the Abercrombie/Hollister phase (some are still stuck in it...), but thinking back on it, the clothes were flat-out uncomfortable and overly expensive. Hollister was a little cheaper (and more comfortable IMO), but you could not find an Abercrombie hoodie for less than $80 and they were outrageously bulky/stiffer than the competition in this game. But you looked cool and the girls loved it, so you wore it anyway. Seriously though, in retrospect, it's ridiculous that it costs $80+ to support the HCO Surf Team. God I remember thinking I was the shit when I (my mom) bought my first Abercrombie hoodie. Thing weighed more than me, but I looked GOOD. Pretty sure I changed my AIM screen-name to AandFitchkid1892 after that (no lie I really did).
So I had a dentist appointment the other day and I was sporting a generic Boston College T-shirt. I go up to the receptionist to check-in and she asks, "Ohh, do you go to BC?" I was like, "No, I actually go to UMass Lowell. I just like BC" (I wasn't gonna get into the whole transfer thing with her because I've told that story like a thousand times). And her response was, "Oh, UMass Lowell, there's nothing wrong with that! My daughter goes to BC." Oh, don't worry Mrs. My kids are too good for UMass Lowell receptionist lady, you are not even close to being the only person who has given me this same response. Like if I awkwardly run into my 9th grade English teacher at the grocery store, the inevitable "Where are you going to school now?" question comes up I get the same "There's nothing wrong with that!" response. Like you obviously do feel there is something wrong with it if you feel the need to try and act like there's nothing wrong with it. Let's say I lied and told them I go to MIT, or even less extreme, BU. Absolutely no chance they tell me "there's nothing wrong with that!" No, they probably get all warm and fuzzy and think, "Oh wow, good for you!" It just pisses me off to no end that people actually think UMass Lowell is a bad school. I mean sure, our campus is no UCLA (hey, it's better than UMass Dartmouth (I think?)), and we tend to accept a fair percentage of applicants (still wayyy less than Merrimack), but there's no reason for anyone to think there is anything wrong with someone going to UMass Lowell. Honestly, where you graduate from undergrad is less important than where you went to preschool. So Mrs. Receptionist, you can tell your daughter to have fun paying off her 100k of UNDERGRAD debt. Yeah, that sounds totally worth it to me...
So shrink-rays (see last blog) got me thinking of "Honey We Shrunk the Kids," and "Honey We Shrunk the Kids" got me thinking of "Honey We Shrunk Ourselves" and "Honey We Shrunk Ourselves" got me thinking of Mila Kunis. That's right, Mila Kunis was in that 90's blockbuster playing some party hard teen who just felt the need to dump chip dip everywhere and not give two shits about it. (Fast forward to 5:15).
Here's the thing. I remember watching this movie when I was like 6 or 14 (was in that range, can't remember when this movie came out) and thinking Mila Kunis was cute. I was like, hmmm I kind of like her whole tomboy/I'm gonna spill chip dip and not give a fuck vibe. So this basically means I had a crush on Mila Kunis before everyone in the world (I def saw this movie on opening day aka when it came out on VHS because there's no way this was ever in theaters right?) Does that make me hipster?
So everyday after a long grind in the classroom and a long run, I head for a nice nutritious meal at UMass Lowell's finest Fox Hall Dining Hall. And there really is no better way to wash down a stale salad, charred to a crisp burger, and Cinnamon Toast Crunch (no other cereal is in the same ballpark) than with a delicious, frothy, thick cold glass of chocolate milk. And I'll be honest, I don't know what the hell Fox Hall puts in their chocolate milk (do I want to know), but that shit is GOLD. It really is frothy, thick, and creamy. But what really grinds my gears is when I walk up to the machine and notice that little spout is gone, and I know that only means one thing: the chocolate milk has run out. No way I'm settling for that 2% white shit, God forbid skim. Honestly though, there are no excuses. That chocolate milk machine should be refilled the minute it has run out for two reasons: A) It's by far the