Young & Wild

No Homo: Phrase used after one inadvertently says something that sounds gay.
His ass is mine. No homo.

OK, I consider myself relatively in the know with lingo—which is ironic because by saying that, I just made myself sound like my jeans go up to my armpits—but I must have missed the boat on this one. Do people (and by people, I mean dudes) actually say this? I've never heard it firsthand, but the idea makes me laugh and cry in unison. If it's a harmless joke, that's one thing (though still not funny), but if it's actual attempt to disclose masculinity and self-confidence, you, my friend, are one sad bastard.

This, however, is humorous:



In other news, Where The Wild Things Are is opening this weekend, and my jazz hands are out in full throttle. What I mean is that I'm really excited.

Can we just talk about Karen O for a second? As you may know, she's responsible for the film's dreamy soundtrack. But even more awesome, I discovered she's half ASIAN. Half Korean to be exact. After recent virtual creepage, I came across photos of her without her usual David Bowie-esque makeup and immediately recognized it.

Us halfsies just know.

Besides the soundtrack, I'm also really looking forward to watching Max Records on screen. Talk about casting. He just has that look, you know? That perfect young-yet-wise, angelic-but-mischievous face. I have no clue if he can actually act, but he's definitely special. Lots of kids are cute and all, but something about him evokes this strange notion of childhood that's both romantic and sad when I look at him. I don't know, I'm a weirdo.


But don't you just want to squeeze him so he can never grow up and will be embalmed in beautiful, dewy youthfulness forever? Well, too bad the movie was shot about two and a half years ago so the kid's about to be teenager. Damn puberty ruins everything.

Moving on, I was thinking about how cool it would be to start a zine or more realistically a website for people my age. About what? I don't know. To be honest, I mostly just wanted to come up with a cool title for it.

It's like what Dave Eggers wrote in "A Heartbreaking Work of A Staggering Genius" when he's auditioning for The Real World and explains the magazine he and his friends just started up:

Now what's it called again?
Might.

M-i-t-e?
No, M-i-g-h-t. Everyone spells it M-i-t-e. It's ridiculous. Why would it be named after a bug? Mite is such an obscure word, compared to Might, right?

Well, what is it named after?
Well, it's a double entendre, see—you'll love this, this is great, it can mean two things at once, can sit right on the fence between two meanings—with, in this case, "Might" meaning both power and possibility.

Ooooh.
Yeah. I know. It's good.

So I came up with reFRESH, thinking Awesome, this is original and works on multiple levels—slightly geeky Web browser reference and will also have the reFRESHing (subtle, right?) voice of my generation. Until I discovered it already existed. The gays beat me to everything.

Oh well, I guess I'll just have to think of another name for my theoretical magazine/website that will most likely never be produced.

Until then, my blog shall do.


J.