It’s Rex Manning Day!

I’m declaring today the official Rex Manning Day.  I can do that. I have that authority.

Now we just have to get the President to declare it a Federal holiday. Please sign the petition by commenting below.

For those of you who have no idea what I’m talking about (::head shaking at you, not with you::)…educate yourselves! Watch Empire Records…since my blog is named after that movie. But if you don’t have that kind of time, at the very least, watch the Rex Manning video.

Please celebrate by saying or doing one or more of the following:

• The fat man walks alone.
• Glue quarters to the floor.
• The time to hesitate is through.
• Carry around a couch cushion.
• Leave a red bra on the table of a restaurant.
• What’s with today today?

Happy Rex Manning Day!

It’s Not Goodbye. It’s See Ya Later!

A little over 3 years ago, my friend Blarney and I had this conversation:

Blarney: You’re funny. You can write and use the serial comma. And crazy stuff happens to you. You should start a blog.

Thoughtsy: What’s a blog?

Shortly after, Thoughts Appear was born.

When I met Blarney almost 5 years ago, despite her West Coastness and my East Coastness, we immediately hit it off.

Blarney: Hi! I’m Blarney. Nice to meet you!

Thoughtsy: I like you. You’re cool. I’m gonna make you my best friend!

Blarney: Uh…. Lucky for you, I like clingy.

Blarney and I discovered we had a lot in common, and we embarked on many adventures together. Some of which, I blogged about.

• She saved me from drunk guys hitting on me.
• We were roomies.
• I introduced her to Empire Records.
• We went to Hawaii (not really) and New Orleans (really).
• We became groupies for the Old 97s and Eytan and the Embassy.
• She let me borrow her dog Murphy for bean bag fluffing.

But in a couple days, Blarney is leaving. She’s moving back to the West Coast. And to make matters worse, my West Coast brother was home for a visit, and he leaves the day before Blarney leaves.

WHY IS EVERYONE ABANDONING ME?!

Someone needs to invent Pop-Tart-flavored ice cream ASAP. This is an emergency, people!

Favorite Comment From Last Post: “Just an observation: You can’t spell ‘Team Ddot’ without double D’s.”—Hippie Cahier

Movies Teach Us: Empire Records…Remix!

Blarney dropped a bomb on me a few days ago.

Blarney has never seen Empire Records.

Blarney, I thought, what the hell? How can you be my roomie and not have seen this movie? My blog’s name comes from this movie. We’re besties no more. Friendship over.

Then I realized I was being irrational. I bet Blarney is not alone. I bet several at least one of my blog readers also hasn’t seen Empire Records.

And what a coincidence. Netflix’s Instant Streaming just happens to have the new version (with brand new scenes—a lot of new scenes) available. So now you can learn about the movie’s awesomeness with Blarney. And I get a new blog series: What Movies Teach Us. (I kinda miss the Mars and Venus series.)

So, Readers, without further ado, here’s what I learned from Empire Records.

1. It’s easy to raise $9,000 in one night.
2. If you glue quarters to the floor, it’s considered art.
3. Life has an awesome soundtrack.
4. You can spell “Mark” with a “C” or a “K.”
5. Always tell someone you love them by 1:37 exactly. After that, it’s too probably too late.
6. Rex Manning is a douchebag.
7. Always leave the scene after committing a crime.
8. “Special” brownies mean lots of sugar. True story.
9. Always count your money…twice.
10. Axl Rose will not help you change your flat tire.
11. Blue Cheese is scary. (You have to watch the Remix to get this.)

These are all valauble life lessons. Watch the movie.

Damn the Man. Save the Empire.