Just Some Broad

My blog was featured on Pentel’s blog, my WTJ helped to inspire one of their weekly challenges! It sounds fun, I might take part in it.

Really, nothing I’d have to say today could even come close to being awesomer than a picture of Andrew Dice Clay wearing official KISS boots.

So today is Valentine’s Day. I actually have no idea if this is a worldwide holiday, feel free to let me know if it’s not celebrated in your country. It’s a commercial holiday dedicated toward making dudes feel obligated to buy their girlfriend a fuschia teddy bear holding a misshapen heart with some sort of mushy phrase embroidered onto it.

It’s also a holiday where most single people feel it’s their purpose in shouting to the world “I’m single and I’m bitter about it!” Some people dubbed it Singles Awareness Day and will go so far as to throw Anti-Valentine parties. There’s three moods toward this holiday: You love it, you hate it, or you don’t care about it. Personally, I’m apathetic toward it.

I have a handful of friends who have been total weiners about the fact that they’re single, whining all over their Facebook or posting sad songs from YouTube, that sort of thing. Waaah. *puts on ruffled shirt and plays violin*

I don’t get it. I mean, if you really want to buy overpriced junk for somebody, go buy something for yourself. Or buy it and give it to a store clerk you see all the time. Or your mail carrier. Or a neighbor. Or your pet. Don’t give anything to a stranger, it’d be really creepy if you walked up to someone you don’t know and hand them and heart-shaped box full of cheap chocolate.

Happy Vamlumtimes Day whether you celebrate it or not!

I was going to make a vlog about this, but I’m still fighting a cold and I don’t really have the energy to do a video. So for now I’ll write about it and maybe vlog about it in a few days.

When I first joined YouTube, it was because my friend Roger was really addicted to it and I started to wonder what the big deal is. So I started making videos of my own, mostly video responses, and although I wasn’t as addicted, it was pretty fun. Most people knew Roger as TheDispatcher or TheBoringDispatcher. He ended up becoming pretty popular due to being so active and because he made video responses to some popular videos, most notably to ArtieTSMITW’s Strange Faces and Noises I Can Make and a remake of the infamous “drunk Hasslehoff eating a cheeseburger” video. I seem to recall his peak was anywhere between 6k and 8k subscribers, and he just thought it was hilarious.

His name came from his job, he was a dispatcher at a tow truck company. He practically worked 24 hours every day, so YouTube was how he relieved boredom and stress. I can’t (and won’t) link to any of his videos because there aren’t very many around anymore, he had multiple accounts and I think all but one were either suspended or deleted. Most of what’s around are videos uploaded by other users, the best stuff’s all gone.

Most people assumed the cause of his death was because of bad health, he was overweight and chainsmoked. But his cause of death was pneumonia and meningitus. He was actually working on quitting smoking before his death, and he’d been working on losing weight as well, though most of us didn’t know it since he was no longer making videos by that point, he’d deleted his main account on YouTube.

He and I had a falling out, so our friendship wasn’t as close as it’d once been, but we were on speaking terms before his death so it was still a shock for me. I do wish we’d had a chance to hang out, I think we could’ve made a funny video together, but I have no regrets toward him or our friendship.

It’s been four years, and it’s still really weird not having him around to chat with on Yahoo or to make fun of something I said in a video. It’s funny how even a short friendship can still affect you.

A couple years ago, Omegle was pretty popular. It’s sort of like ChatRoulette except I think it was first and didn’t originally have the webcam option. The idea is it’s kind of like a random instant message system, you’re connected with a random stranger and you can either befriend them or move on. Naturally, there’s a lot more “a/s/l nudes plz” than actual “Hello how are you” but in theory the idea was good.

One day in 2010 out of sheer boredom I decided to check out Omegle. I figured I’d attempt to find someone who didn’t just want to cyber, have a conversation with them, then never bother with it again. Essentially that’s exactly what happened, though we didn’t really have a conversation.

If you don’t get the joke, Stacy’s Mom was a song from 2003 by some band called Fountains of Wayne who probably never had such a huge hit since then because I had to Google the song just to remember who the hell did it. Catchy lyrics and tune, but the song’s just friggin’ stupid and gross. It was a huge hit but I was still thrilled this girl knew what I was referencing, otherwise I would’ve come off as yet another pervert on that site.