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I know I write a major of my posts about Brittany or things Brittany shows me. Here is another one of those posts.

As many of you know, I get distracted very easily. This usually happens on the compute when I should be spending my time doing other things.I go on facebook a lot to expand my horizon on the intellectual things the hipsters in my generation are doing like riding long boards, eating tofu and listening to “dubstep”. I mean I waste time doing other non computer things. For example, I like to sleep- a lot. I think of it as more of a hobby than an activity. Looking back, I definitely  should have taken advantage of nap time as a youngin’. Brittany even has an entire photo album of pictures of me sleeping.

One way I waste time is on a site called “Stumbleupon”. This is a phenomenal website with all sorts of wonders- literally. It’s a site about everything and anything. All you have to do is stumble and you’ll go through random pages of random things. 

I have addicted a couple of my friends already and I plan to show more and spread the procrastination! You can literally spend hours upon hours just stumbling…I would know, I do it. Of course, this relates to the problem of me doing pooptastic in school.(I’m really not that bad…it’s for dramatic effect)

I strongly suggest going onto this site….it will change your world.

Here is the link :

http://www.stumbleupon.com/home/

Also, watch this video…it is hilarious and catchy.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5_sfnQDr1-o

-Molly

Greg Games:

• Super Gallagher Bros: Greg is Missing
• Sonic & Tales That Last Too Long
• Palo: Sunblock Soldier

Andrew Games:

• Super Gallagher Bros: RPGeez, Andrew’s Up Late
• The Legend of Zelda: Andrew’s Awakening… at Noon
• Scrub-le Bobble

Brittany Games:

• Game Boy Meets World
• Metroid: How I Met Your Mother Brain
• Flight Simulator of the Conchords
• Palo 2

Joe Games:

• Guitar Hero: John Mayer
• Wii Fit and Wii Know It
• Super Gallagher Bros. Extra-Length Edition (That’s What She Said)

Molly Games:

• Pokémolly
• GoldenEye Patch
• Mollio Kart: Learner’s Permit

Everybody Games:

• Gallagha

- Greg

So have you heard of this Latte Art fad? Maybe I’m a bit behind on it, but when i finally heard about it I thought it was an interesting concept .  Coffee shops are actually drawing pictures in your Latte foam before they serve it to you. 

Pretty cool right?

Now as cool as this is, I would not pay extra for it.  My coffee is for drinking, caffeinating, and giving me an excuse to go to the bathroom ten times a day.

…

Then again….

I would pay to see a Scott Pilgrim latte art design:

or some Legend of Zelda latte art:

Oh and we can’t forget alittle Star Wars latte art:

Hey! Look who’s back! Trogdor the latte art!

Someone make me a latte with one of these designs drawn in the foam, and I would totally pay an additional… one or two dollars.

Because seriously, coffee is for drinking. For everthing else there’s Photoshop.

~Andrew

I think I may have accidently put myself through classical conditioning à la Pavlovian reinforcement. My ringtone is a Regina Spektor song that has a tendency to show up pretty frequently when listening to my iPod or Pandora. Sure enough when the song came on in Pandora, I had reached for my phone and put it up to my ear before realizing what I was doing. Lesson: continue to have a ringtone full of awesome, just the kind of awesome that does not show up frequently in other parts of your life. Don’t know what classical conditioning is? I’ll leave that to Jim Halpert.  

Below are some Pavlov classical conditioning examples from the cinematic world. Why you ask? Well, because I have this information taking up space in my head and when else am I going to utilize it? 

The Office:

The Big Bang Theory:

Hey Arnold:

You only have to watch the first 60 seconds of that to see the example. Or watch the whole episode because it’s Hey Arnold and Hey Arnold is one of the GREATEST THINGS EVER.

And then there’s always A Clockwork Orange. But that movies not everyone’s cup of tea and when you have Sheldon feeding Penny chocolates to train her, what else do you really need?

Happy Experimenting! Brittany

I will probably never get a tattoo. BUT if I did, it would probably be of Trogdor the Burninator.

“He jests!” you scoff.

And I reply… “Seriously, did you just ‘scoff’ at me? Who scoffs anymore? For that matter, who says ‘jests?” That’s such a weird word.  Jests. Jes-ts-ss. Try and say it without turning it into a three syllable word.  The “s” just runs away from you.”

…jests

Anywho, if anyone ever asked what I’d get if I ever got a tattoo, I normally didn’t have an answer.  But you have to admit, Trogdor would be a pretty awesome tattoo. 

And if you don’t know who Trogdor is….

1. Follow this link: http://www.homestarrunner.com/sbemail.html
2. Scroll to the bottom.
3. Going from the bottom-up, watch every single video and don’t talk to me again until you are done.

I mean seriously, man, you missed a critical part of growing up in the ‘Oh-ohs.

… doesn’t know who Trogdor is….

…grumble…

…YOU jest…

Hi everyone! Just wanted to let you know about a new addition to our blog.

Feel like commenting on one of our posts even if you don’t belong to tumblr? Well, now you can! Simply click on the ‘comments’ term in the top right corner of each post…or the title or date of a post so the post is isolated. At the bottom of the post is where you can add the comment!

Perhaps you’ve been wanting to say “this blog brightens my day more than puppies, cupcakes, and rainbows combined”

Now there’s a place for it!

Write what’s in your heart.

Love, us 

I travel to New York City three days a week for my internship. All that time commuting via public transportation has taught me the most valuable lesson ever:

Falling asleep on the train with your head down does not ensure your head will stay in that position. In fact, your head will likely roll back and your mouth fall ajar. Then, if you are startled awake, you will end up making a horrifying mix of a snort and gasp for air. And no, coughing does not cover it up. Everyone knows. You’re the weird girl on the train now. And you’ve managed to do it on at least 9 separate occasions. Super.

Also, I sat next to this fine gentleman below on the way back to Poughkeepsie on Monday night. He spent the first half of the trip on his iPad playing Angry Birds. The second half of his trip was spent watching Gilmore Girls clips on YouTube.

Andrew, I saw your future that night. It comes with a receding hairline.

Hoping you all embarrass yourselves less than I do on a daily basis, Brittany

Since today is Valentine’s Day I figured I’d share my thoughts on this “holiday.”

Personally, I don’t hate Valentine’s Day but I don’t think it should be as big as a deal that it is made out to be. People that are single make it out to be this horrible day that is just there to make them feel bad about not having someone. Valentine’s Day is about showing love for the people in your life, not just your relationship.

I mean I enjoy getting chocolates just like the next girl but that shouldn’t be the whole point of the day. Last year was the first year I had a valentine and it wasn’t really any different than my other Valentine’s Day except that I had someone.(not the best someone but we won’t get into that) I was as happy today as I was last year because it doesn’t matter about the gifts, it’s about spending time with the people that you love.

I kind of lied above when I said that last year was the first time I ever had a boyfriend on Valentine’s Day. In the 7th grade, about 4 years ago, this guy “asked me out” on Valentine’s Day. It was very cute because I wasn’t going to go to school that day since we had a delay. I decided to go in because I knew he was asking me out and it would be my first boyfriend. It was a cute, little relationship. We even went a group date once. That’s more than what my last boyfriend did for me when I was 16. We also broke up exactly one month later because he was failing health. Yes, I know, I picked a winner. He also broke up with me over text message…when I didn’t have texting. That kid is now my best friend and has been for 4 years. We’re getting married in case you were wondering.

Anywho, I hope that everyone had a great Valentine’s Day! Also, Greg if you are reading this, you owe me a trip to disney. Think of it as a Valentine’s Day gift.

-Molly

Every great big band has comradery among it’s musicians. Unless you are able to work off of each others positive energy, you’ll will never be able to get along and sound as amazing as possible. Well, actually, that’s true for all the sections minus the backrow. The trumpet players. These are some of the biggest backstabbers among musicians you will ever meet.  BUT, it takes a brave soul to play that instrument. It’s all about the politics. When it comes to trumpet playing, every trumpeter will always think he can do “it” better than another. It’s like the old joke goes:

How many trumpet players does it take to screw in a lightbulb?

Six! One to screw it in, and five to say how much better, brighter and higher they could have made it.

Now being a trumpet player myself, I have a profound respect for the brilliant musicians who can do wonders with the instrument. Over the years I have taken to listening to the best of the best, trying to learn anything and everything I could from them. And in being the cocky, trumpet playing bastard that I am, I want to take this chance to see how many trumpet players names I can rattle off. This has always been something I have talked about with my friends who are trumpet players and now I finally want to put myself to the test! I am going to give myself a time of 1 minute. This is very legit and will be a true testament to myself as to how many trumpeters I can think of off of the top of my head. Here we go:

Bunny Bergian, Wynton Marsalis, Maynard Ferguson, Harry James, Herb Alpert, Al Hirt, Doc Severinsen, Arturo Sandavl, Wayne Bergeron, Eric Myashiro, Clifford Brown, James Morrison, Ziggy Elman, Louis Armstrong, Freddie Hubbard, Chuck Mangione, Miles Davis, Dizzy Gilespie, Clark Terry, Adam Rapa, Donald Byrd, Bobby Hacket.

22 Trumpeters in 1 minute. Nothing special. It is a great list of some of the cockiest motherlovers out there, though!

A great testament to this post is the song written by Gordon Goodwin and preformed by his big band “The Big Phat Band” entitled “Backrow Politics”: (this song features Wayne Bergeron, one of my favorite trumpet players listed above! He’s second from the left, playing lead!)

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-dVCeiaxTZA

- Joe

I had an entire post about how much I hate clowns and how my phobia came to be except I went to go get a picture and I used the tab I had tumblr open on instead of a new tab. So, I lost my entire post. I don’t have alot time to rewrite it because I have to go finish studying for my chem test so I have somewhat of a chance of getting into college. Let’s be real.

Anyway, basically my phobia started when I was 9 years old and was a sleepover party for my neighbor who is two years old than I am. They decided to watch to movie “IT”. This is where my phobia emerged from. The clown, Pennywise, is hands down the scariest thing you’ll ever see. Even the name is creepy…Pennywise.  There’s one scene from the movie that scares me every time and send chills up my back.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UzoPUHKZTNM

You can view it at your own risk. This is the scene that started off my phobia and it has just become worse over the past 8 years.

Everyone makes fun of me for being scared of them but come on. They’re so creepy. That big red grin, that huge nose, the white face. I mean I used to love clowns when I was little. My favorite show growing up was about a clown and her favorite clown doll named Molly. So, I didn’t always have this phobia.

A lot of my friend mock me for it too. Whenever I hang out with my friend and a clown comes on TV he does this creepy “hehehehe” clown laugh that scares the poop out me every time. I freak out if it’s just a doll clown.

The only clown I like is my Molly doll that I’ve had since I was about 3 years old. Any other clown can go away.

Here’s a picture of Molly whose a sweet, cute clown:

Now, here’s a picture of a creepy clowns:

Have fun having nightmares because I will!

-Molly