Monday Jams: I Can’t Believe It! It’s So Amazing!

For your weekly confidence-boosting tune, here’s will.i.am and Nicki Minaj singing about how awesome they are for 4.5 minutes.  Their rhymes like “Haters, you can kill yourselves” and “You a Chihuahua, I’m a Rottweiler” (or “Rot-wallah” [sic]) would be perfect additions to your list of daily affirmations.

I Can’t Believe I Still Have… GUTS Edition!

I imagine that 90′s memorabilia-philes should be rejoicing worldwide now that Buzzfeed has alerted us to a new and highly coveted item that’s been listed on eBay.

Turns out, for a mere and highly justifiable $1,499, you could take home your very own piece of the Aggro Crag, with absolutely no physical activity involved.  Added bonus: Free shipping.  And it lights up!!

The best question is: what idiot would be willing to let go of such a highly coveted prize??  Even if you needed the money, what would Mike O’Malley say?!

Anyway, check out the listing bellow…  And don’t get too excited, it does not come with the GUTS medal as pictured.

Monday Jams: Come Get Your Kool On

We’re back!  Roots, take us out!

Wu-Tang Interns Ain’t Nuthin ta F**k With

NME reports an amazing internship opportunity open via twitter.  Turns out Ghostface Killah needs an intern.

Could be fun… we already know The RZA is the Leslie Nope of the rap genre, which could make Ghostface Ron Swanson (fact check.)

Make the applications rain!

Monday Jams: The Much Welcome Return of Lupe Fiasco

Breathe it in, lads!  First day of spring is snowy and miserable.  It’s pouring out there and the blue jays and robins outside my bedroom window are chirping like it’s no thing.  A metaphor?  Perhaps, but I’m not an optimistic person!

In the mean time, enjoy this new inspirational jam by Lupe Fiasco:

(Yes, that is a Modest Mouse sample.)

Clarissa Explains Interning in NYC in the 90s, or, the Sitcom I Wish I Had Written/Starred In

Zomg, you guys.  While reading around on Flavorwire, I just happened to stumble upon one of the most refreshing sitcoms I have ever seen in my life.  It’s about a girl after my own heart: a snarky, bright-eyed young one from a small town going to college in New York City with the opportunity to intern at one of the city’s leading newspapers.  She’s girlish and un-jaded enough to want to change the world through her journalism, but she’s grown up enough to understand that the New York City subways are filled with creepers.  And oh, she used to dress like this:

And this:

And this:

That’s right, the dream of the 90s is alive again! Someone unearthed a pilot for a Clarissa Explains It All spinoff called Clarissa Now.  Sometime in between letting her best friend climb in through her window all the time and becoming a teenage witch, our hero ditched her day-glo prints for stylish New York City black and tried to make it as a journalist.  It is as excellent as it sounds.  Watch here:

Monday Jams: All You Want Is Not All It’s Cracked Up to Be

I really fought the urge to put a certain Boomtown Rats song here about not liking Mondays today, and this is the compromise.  Sorry in advance.

Morrissey, as a citizen of the world, you are charged with taking our troubles away!

Sorry, don’t know how that link got in there.  (YesIdo.)

Classically miserable, but it makes you think, doesn’t it?