Just Sayin'

In the grand tradition of making lists of songs (which is something I seem to be doing a lot of lately), today I'm going to talk about my favorite Queen songs in honor of the new Bohemian Rhapsody movie.  Now, I did see Bohemian Rhapsody , and I thought it was great. If you haven't seen it, you should run -- not walk -- to the movie theatre right now because this is a movie that you need to see on the big screen.  I really enjoy Queen's music, but, to be completely honest, I've never really delved that deeply into their catalog. I am a Queen fan, but I don't know their music as well as I could, which is why I haven't written about Queen in any of my music posts before.  However, I am pumped about the Bohemian Rhapsody movie, and I want you to be excited about the movie too, so I'm going to share my favorite Queen songs today. Now, I'm not going to include the song "Bohemian Rhapsody" on this list because I feel like it's a gi

So, I have a bone to pick with IKEA. I've been wanting the Alex Drawers from IKEA for a while; if you watch makeup YouTubers, you probably know that the Alex Drawers are really popular for storing makeup. I have a lot of makeup to organize (surprise, surprise), so I decided to buy these drawers, naively assuming that I would have the wearwithal to assemble them when they arrived. I mean, IKEA markets their stuff as simple. Straight forward. Easy to put together. When you go into an IKEA store, everything is clean and white and shiny, and you think to yourself, "yes, if I cough up a few hundred (or a few thousand depending on how much furniture you're buying) dollars, my home can also be clean and white and shiny." What they don't tell you is that, in reality, you'll be sitting in your living room, surrounded by random pieces of wood and screws and tiny little dowel rods, saying "huh?" Like, okay, I'll admit that I don't really have the

So, something happened to me recently that reinforced my universal dislike of all athletic events: I got hit in the head with a baseball. And, when I say I got hit in the head with a baseball, I mean I REALLY got hit in the head with a baseball. It was a foul ball at a PROFESSIONAL game. It's a dramatic story (well, it was dramatic for me; it was probably funny for everyone else), so I'm going to tell you what happened. My company hosted a baseball night at the local, minor-league team's stadium. They rented a box and got it catered. Anyway, I wasn't planning to go to the baseball game because I am decidedly not a sporty person, but my work friends ended up persuading me to go. In fact, I was certain I'd never been to a sporting event before this game, until my friend reminded me that we went to a baseball game together when we were twelve (but I guess I blocked that out). Anyway, we went to the game, and everything was going well (minus the fact that I don&

Okay, so I've had a tough couple of months: I moved into a new apartment, started a new job, someone backed into my car, I got hit in the head with a baseball, it's been raining for a month straight, and my bathroom ceiling wouldn't stop leaking, so the maintenance guys at my apartment complex cut a giant hole in the ceiling. I blame it on the Mercury retrograde. Anyway, I was dealing with all of this pretty well, but then I saw something in the supermarket that pushed me over the edge: PEANUT BUTTER WHIPPED CREAM. I am irrationally angry that this product exists. I find it frustrating because you know that this product exists solely for the novelty. People in the supermarket will walk past it, think "that's weird, I wonder what it tastes like?" Then, they'll try it once, It'll be gross, and they'll throw it away. And they'll be $3 poorer, or however much this product costs. Now, I didn't buy this product because I'm 90% sure that

I have an underrated song series on this blog where I talk about the underrated songs of my favorite artists. I haven't written one of these posts in a while, but they seem to be pretty popular, so I thought I'd write about the most underrated songs of my favorite band of all time: the Red Hot Chili Peppers. Writing this post was really difficult for me because I've never met an RHCP song that I don't like. However, I managed to narrow it down to ten (plus two bonus songs). I should note that the songs on this list aren't necessarily the best or most popular RHCP songs. This is just a list of RHCP songs that are really fantastic and don't get the credit they deserve. I'm excluding songs like "Under the Bridge" and "Give It Away" (which is one of my absolute favorites) because they're too popular. In case you don't know, RHCP is a rock band/alt-rock band (with an emphasis on funk, as you'll see) that was formed in the 1980s

Today, someone showed me a picture of a goose tongue, and my life will never be the same again. Did you know that geese have teeth on their tongues? I'm going to repeat that in case you missed it: TEETH ON THEIR TONGUES. Yes, that's right, their tongues are SERRATED! It is one of the most disturbing things I have ever seen. I am shocked. I am dismayed. I am horrified. If you want to see a picture of a goose tongue, google it because I'm not going to post one here. Seriously, it's like something out of a science fiction horror movie. Now, if you've met a goose, you're probably thinking to yourself, "this person is really dumb, of course geese have serrated tongues; everyone knows that." I, however, have never met a goose, so I did not know that. Like, I always assumed that geese were cool. I mean, they put geese in petting zoos, how much more wholesome can they be? I assumed that geese were just birds out in the world, being chill and