Friday, October 24 from 7-8:30 pm
Mummy and Son Masquerade Ball for moms and sons ages 4-12.
1701 12th Ave N.E.  Norman, OK
Please call 292-7275 for more information

Friday, October 24 from 6-8 pm
Cleveland County YMCA Fall Carnival
Free event with candy, games, inflatables and fun for all ages. Even little ones.
1350 Lexington Ave. Norman, OK
405-364-9622

October 25, 2008 6-8:30 pm
Fall Spooktacular
Games, moon bounce, hay rides, and haunted house
1701 12th Ave. N.E. Norman, OK
405-292-7275

More will be added soon!

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Norman Mailer en una entrevista concedida a la revista estadounidense American Way

Tonight’s the first time we’ve all seen each other in a few years now.  We grew up in Laredo and then started ‘bout ten years back at the University of Oklahoma, but none of us made it through.  Ben moved back to a little town outside of Laredo after droppin out and has come to visit Craig for a few days.  Craig was all set to get hitched to his sweetie from Norman, but ended up callin it off a little after he found this run-down shack on this enormous plot of land here in Thomas, just a few hours away.  I’ve mostly been shufflin along with my dad, settlin down for a few months at a time wherever there’s work.  Tonight, we’ve ended up in Thomas on our way to Colorado.

I gotta piss somethin fierce, but the stories these boys’re shootin around are killin me.  I don’t wanna miss ‘em.

“Ever since I moved out, my ma just keeps buyin dogs,” Craig says. He’s got one leg up on the banister, his knee pulled up to his chest.  His other foot’s planted on his porch. “She’s got at least fifteen of ‘em—dachshunds, dalmations, labs, poodles.  Last time I visited, I was takin a shower, hummin a tune real loud.  I turned ‘round to grab the shampoo and nearly slipped and broke my neck when I saw three of those pups with their heads poked ‘round the edge of the curtain.”  He runs his hand through his thick brown hair.  “I threw it back and yelled my lungs bloody, but they just kept starin.”

I imagine a naked Craig, his bony body slick with soap and water, lecturin an attentive audience of hounds—pink tongues hangin out, marble eyes wide, tails waggin—and I start howlin.

“Well what’d ya yell at ‘em for?”  Ben asks, sittin up for the first time in hours.  His pudgy red face is twisted into a look of worry.  “They’re just pups.”

“I wanted to know what in the hell they were doin peekin in on a man’s shower,” Craig says.  He starts tappin his foot on the porch nervously.  “I can’t get a moment’s peace in that house.  It’s been converted into a regular dog motel.”

“What’s your pa think of all those additions to the family?” I ask between bouts of laughter.

“The old man ain’t around no more,” Craig tells me.  Our eyes lock, then he takes a swig from the slender silver can in his hand.  He turns his head to look out at the shadows.

That, of course, gets Ben started on his old man.

“Every three weeks the damn fool calls me up,” Ben says, eyes concentrated on the beer can he’s slowly spinnin between his thick fingers.  “He tells me the garage door’s busted and asks me to come out and help him and his neighbor repair the motor. I fight it, but I always end up makin the three hour drive out to Laredo.  You’d think they’d learnt to fly, the way they whoop and holler when they get that piece of junk stutterin up and down.  But I always know it’s gonna break down again.”  He stops spinnin the can, then takes a swig from it.  He shakes his head in long, sweepin strokes.  “There ain’t even anythin special in that garage. Just Dad’s rusty, pukewater colored pickup.”

Craig mutters something.  His head’s still turned to the shadows.

“I ain’t been on a proper date in months cause every third Saturday I’m out there foolin with that door,” Ben says.  He flicks a rock across the porch and I listen to its hollow skitter.

“Every third Saturday leaves you an abundance of free ones,” I remind him.

“Yeah,” he says, then pauses. “But those ain’t never the ones I got dates lined up for.”

We go quiet for a moment.

“You boys remember Wesley White?”  I ask.  They nod.  “There’s a crazy family.”

Ben stretches out and lays back down on the stringy wooden planks of the porch.  He rests the can of beer between his grizzly hands upright on his wide belly.  He starts laughin and it starts bobbin.  I sit there with a stupid smile on my face, my eyes wildly trying to follow it up and down.

“His dad, ol’ Rayford… that man had a temper,” Ben says.  “’Member when we all went huntin and he couldn’t get a shot off on that buck?  ‘I’m so mad I could eat blood!’ he kept yellin.  If I weren’t so frightened I believe I woulda pissed my pants in laughter.”

“You pissed your pants anyhow,” I say, wipin a tear from my eye.

“Well, it was a damn fearful sight,” Ben says.

“The man certainly had a penchant for tradition,” Craig says, turning his head back to the conversation. “Remember when we all quit football after talkin ‘bout it bein our senior year?  About how the thought of not havin any free time depressed us?  Rayford said to Wesley, ‘Well, boy, football’s depressin, but it’s life.  I played it and your grandpappy played it, and believe me, it’s made a melancholy man outta finer folk than us.  There ain’t been a happy man in the history of this family, and you ain’t gonna go changin things now.’”

“Then there was that deal with him and jalapeños,” I say.

“Jalapeños?” Craig asks.

“Yeah,” I say.  “Remember that story I told you, ‘bout the burgers?”

“I ain’t never heard that one,” Ben says.

“Don’t believe I have either,” Craig says.

“Oh, come on, sure you have,” I say.  “When ol’ Wes went out to pick up lunch for him and his old man.”

“Nope,” Craig says.  Ben shakes his head.

“Oh, boy,” I say.  “We were in about the 10th grade, and Wes had just gotten his license.  It was one of them unbearable summer days we used to have back in Laredo.  Every AC unit in town was busted, so Wes and me were just sittin on that dingy tan couch in his family room, feelin too hot to do much of anything.

“’Course ol’ Rayford starts orderin Wes around, and he tells us to go pick up some lunch at Griff’s burger, but for once he gives us a little cash to get somethin for ourselves.  He tells us he wants a triple Griffburger with onions and three helpins of jalapeños.  We drive out to Griff’s in Wes’s truck and order.  I scarf my burger down on the ride back, but Wes hasn’t touched his when we get home.  He sets the burgers down, yells to Rayford that he’s back, then heads to the crapper.  I’m sitting there on the couch feelin’ doubly miserable, what with the heat and a greasy Griff’s sittin like a sack of horseshoes in my gut, when Rayford walks into the room.

“‘You eaten already, son?’ he asks me.   ‘Yessir,’ I tell him, and he grins and nods.  He lifts the bun of each of the two remainin burgers to see what’s on ‘em, then takes one and sets down in his recliner on the other side of the room. He begins eatin real slow.

“Couple minutes later Wes walks back into the room, grabs the last burger, and falls back on the couch.   I’m still sprawled out on my end, but I see him unwrap his burger and take a big ol’ bite out of it.  His chewing slows, then his face twists up in disgust.  He looks like he’s about to spit his bite out, when Rayford rushes across the room, scarin the livin shit out of me.  He slams one hand on top of ol’ Wes’s head and one hand under his chin.

“‘Now you listen here, boy,’ Rayford says to Wes, keepin Wes’s head firmly between his hands.  ‘I been tryin for 16 years to get you to eat a jalapena pepper, and ever since you was a baby you wouldn’t so much as open your mouth for one.’  Wes looks scared out of his mind.  His arms and legs are flailin and he’s layin some pretty good hits on Rayford, but Rayford don’t seem a bit phased.  ‘I knew that one day an opportunity would present itself, and I knew that when it did, I’d grab it,’ he says.

“Wes’s flailin stops after a bit, and he’s just breathin real deep.  I watch his chest shudder up and down.  He tries to talk but his mouth is full and Rayford doesn’t let up.  I see a tear well up in Wes’s eye, then leave a trail of wetness on his cheek as it scurries downward.

“‘Now you listen, boy,’ Rayford says.  ‘We White’s are mighty fond of the jalapena pepper.  You’re the last male in my family line, and I ain’t gonna let tradition die with you.  Now chew.’  I watch as Rayford’s hands let up a little bit, then Wes’s mouth starts to move.  More and more tears race down his face, then his Adam’s apple bulges as he swallows.

“‘There ya go, boy,’ Rayford says softly.  ‘Now when I let go, are you gonna finish that burger without any assistance?’  Wes wiggles his head between Rayford’s grip, then Rayford retreats back to his recliner.  I stay frozen as Wes eats the rest of the burger bite by bite, cryin in broken, choky sobs the whole time.

“And that’s about how it happened,” I say.  I take a swig from my beer.

“Goddamn,” Craig says softly.  He’s facin inward now, sittin straight up on the banister with both feet planted on the porch.  Ben’s sittin up again as well, holdin his knees to his chest.  His beer’s by his side.  Neither says anything for about a minute.

“Yeah, well, like you boys said, weird fella, that Rayford,” I say.

We all stare blankly in different directions and our conversation is replaced by the soft swish of the wind through the grass.

“Well if you’ll excuse me, I been meanin to relieve myself for about an hour now,” I say after a couple of minutes.  I get up and weave my way through the tall blades of yellowin grass ‘til I find a patch of dirt and start makin water.  I hear Ben yell somethin about the sound of a cow pissin on flat rock, then his shrill giggle echoes out over the plain ahead of me.

I smile a little, but as I’m zippin up, I notice my trail of wetness, speckled with shimmers of glittery moonlight, flowin in a thin stream over the cracked earth. As it trickles toward the grassline ahead, I catch sight of the bleached, brittle bones of a squirrel half-buried in the dirt.  Its cheekbones look soft and thin as a sheet of paper and its spine is separated down the middle, probably from where a hawk snatched it.  I watch the sparkly stream move through the rift in the fragile thing’s frame. I feel a heavy weight in my chest.

When I get back to the porch, Craig’s cussin about his dad and how heartbroken the old man left his mother.  I ask him if he’s heard from his old sweetie, but he pretends not to hear me.  Ben says he’s gotta fly back into Laredo in a couple days.  Says he’s sure that garage door’s ’bout ready for another round of repairs.  I ask him whether he’d rather do that or go out with a lady friend, but he doesn’t seem to hear me either.

I suddenly don’t wanna be here anymore, but I shudder when I think ‘bout gettin up in a few hours.  Me and Dad are headin for Colorado at 7.

Ballet Mechanique - dir Fernand Leger

Part 1

Part 2

Mothlight - dir Stan Brakhage

Wavelength - dir Michael Snow

Pas de Deux - dir. Norman McLaren

Part 1 - all I have to say is WOW - what an incredible film

Part 2

Un Chien Andalou - dir. Luis Banuel

Meshes of the Afternoon - dir Maya Deren

Variations on a Cellophane Wrapper - dir David Rimmer
- I couldn't find a clip of the film, but here are some informational links if you want to learn more
http://www.google.ca/search?q=Variations+on+a+Cellophane+Wrapper+David+Rimmer&ie=utf-8&oe=utf-8&aq=t&rls=org.mozilla:en-US:official&client=firefox-a
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Pièce Touchée - dir Martin Arnold

"pièce touchée, Martin Arnold, Austria,16mm Film, b&w, 16 min
Arnold's breakthrough film, pièce touchée, is based on a single 18-second shot from The Human Jungle (dir. Joseph M. Newman, 1954). Woman sitting in a chair. Man enters the room. Man and woman kiss. Exit man."
- from the YouTube description

- this is only half of the film as a whole - could only get the first 9 minutes of the piece from YouTube

personal notes:

- b/w film - opens with a woman sitting on a chair in a living room reading a newspaper
- humming / mechanical noise overlay
- repetitive film - no movement at all other than fingers and head
- starts with only one frame then slowly builds up with the number of frames
- back and forth with forward and backward movement of the frames as the man enters the room
- mirroring imagery from left to right = cool effect on the eyes
- her head appears to swivel a complete 360 as the scene repeats and mirrors itself
- the man goes down and kisses the woman finally
- various editing techniques follow to the end...

in-class round table discussion:

- motion study / repetitive motion study
- changes of planes / changes of perception
- disorientation and uncomfortable
- dealt with time - kept revisiting and repeating frames
- absurdity of everyday domestic scene
- sound was mechanic humming
- story interpretation of repetition
- negation of story narrative
- metaphor / felt like we were inside a washing machine
- creation of new images using existing frames / transformation
- underlying issues of domesticity (violence / sexuality)
- issues of dominance, power and gender
- introduction of new editing techniques
- abstraction of shapes and creation of negative space
- interesting effects of animation (head spinning / rotating)
- soundtrack gives a dehumanized / mechanized theme to the piece (lack of humanity)
- unexpected editing techniques (reversals, mirrors, motion, movement)
- Experimental / Found Footage film piece
- too long? too repetitive? (was it intended?)
- no finality at the end - felt incomplete - where did it end? what does it mean?
- resolution irrelevant - it is an experimental film by nature
- A Touching Piece / Touched Piece - what does the title actually refer to?
- critique of cinema / society at the time (Hollywood system and view of society)
- expanded cinema (new term for avant-garde / experimental / innovative)

I Ought To Be In Pictures Dir. Bob Clampett  USA  1939   7 min.

- WB Looney tunes with Porky Pig on opening still
- real life people walking into the film studio - shows animator drawing porky pig
- LUNCH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! animators run to the mess hall
- Daffy Duck starts talking to Porky and tells him to quit his contract
- they walk through the real life studio and knock on the studio head's door
- Hello, Porky - cmon in - hello Leon Sclesinger
- get out of cartoon contract - get into feature films - they shake hands
- "He'll be back!"
- Daffy was conspiring to take his place all along
- security guard at the feature film studio tosses porky pig into the street
- he comes onto a live set - QUIET!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
- porky sneezes and gets caught - thrown out again - security guard sees him - chase begins again
- "don't like feature business - wonder if i can get my job back?"
- daffy tries to sell studio head about his acting/singing skills
- studio head ain't interested - FIGARO!!!!!!!!!!!!
- camera on a rolling car with porky drawn into the scene
- porky comes in to see daffy talking to leon and calls him outside - beats the crap out of him - papers go flying
- porky says april fools - I knew you'd come back - get back to work!
- he jumps back into the paper - daffy is in bandages now
- THAT'S ALL FOLKS!

Duck Amuck  Dir. Chuck Jones   USA  1953   7 min.

- MERRY MELODIES
- Daffy Duck as a musketeer
- he talks to the animator / audience as the scenery disapears and he keeps changing
- farm to igloos - daffy keeps changing characters - now its a beach in hawaii
- white screen - giant pencil starts erasing daffy
- SOUND PLEASE! - guitar sounds like rifle / horn / donkey
- daffy opens his mouth and sounds like a rooster, ape...gets really pissed
- painted daffy as an alien - painted in mirror and he freaks
- THIS IS A CLOSE UP?!?!?!
- DAffy fights the black screen closing and falling on him
- The End...NO NO NO!!!
- it turns out it was Bugs Bunny all along as the animator
- "Ain't I a stinker?"

Begone Dull Care  Dir. Norman McClaren   CANADA  1949  8 min.

- abstract drawings / patterns / layouts / cutouts
- many different cuts set to the tempo of the music
- many different layers scrolling at different speeds
- different musical tempos differentiate different graphic symbols
- line drawings represent softer tempos

- first song ends - now second one comes on - much slower tempo
- focus on 2 dancing lines across the screen to the sound of a solitary piano
- it feels like a piano playing visually
- rising and dropping cymbals in the background

- new musical piece - much heavier tempo - back to abstract and loud visual graphics
- scrolling upwards - feels like we're on a train going somewhere
- scrolls through many different END / SALUT...to end the piece

Blinkity Blank Dir. Norman McClaren   CANADA  1952   7 min.

- similar to last piece - with abstract shapes
- he cut and manipulated the individual film strips to create the shapes and text
- very time intensive and consuming process to do
- he also manipulated the sound strips on the film as well
- use of colours and scratches in the film to create shapes

The Street  Dir. Caroline Leaf CANADA  1976  10 min.

- credit text - with sounds of kids playing overtop
- breathing - hands - face - snoring
- watercolour painting - maybe charcoal?
- grandmother dying - her last summer
- narrator telling the story - it's a man reminiscing about his childhood
- boys peak up the nurse's dress everytime she  she came
- boy tries to peak in and enter his old room - to give her a kiss every morning
- the sounds and voices are so rich in texture, yet the drawings are not
- mother brings the grandmother back to the house after her illness
- interesting segueway sequence from scene to scene - smoke/cloud like effect

Neighbours  Dir. Norman McClaren   CANADA  1952   7 min.

- frame by frame action - to show movement
- two men sitting on lawn chairs lighting pipes
- electronic music soundscape
- a flower grows in the middle of the lawn between their properties
- man smells flower and falls backwards - frame by frame movement again - shows them jumping - caught in mid air
- they both want the flower so now they are trying to build a fence between them
- back and forth the fence goes between properties
- now they start fencing with one another
- face painting to show them slowly degenerate to their primitive selves
- kicks their wives and babies - kills them
- in the process they kill themselves and the flower dies
- the fences are built around their graves and the flower splits into 2 and grows on their tombs
- LOVE YOUR NEIGHBOUR
The Hand   Dir. Jiri Trnka.  CZECHOSLOVAKIA. 1965.  18 Min.

- stop motion animation - like aardman/chicken run - uses puppets and real objects
- in comes a giant gloved hand through the window and breaks a potted plant
- plays with the pottery wheel and creates a hand out of the bowl the puppet had made
- knock knock knock - he moves the plant  and grabs his broom to swat at the hand
- ring ring ring - puppet looks for the phone
- has receiver to his ear but we see visual representation of the conversation over puppet's head
- hand brings a tv out of a box on the floor
- standoff between the puppet and the scene on the tv with a hand and shows various close ups of different hands (images...)
- puppet tries to smash fingers of the hand with a mace
- newspaper comes under the door - has a hand inside of it and the giant hand appears out of it
- burlesque hand now appears and dances for the puppet - beckoning him to come forward
- nooses appear from the fingers - they are actually strings to control the puppet
- he is now in a cage and is chiseling a hand out of stone at the direction of the giant hand
- burning the midnight oil in order to finish off the hand statue
- puppet is awarded with medals for completing the hand
- he topples over the hand statue to break out of the cage and escape - begins chase sequence with giant hand trying to catch him
- puppet makes it back to his home and slams door shut behind him / barricades himself inside
- glove on the giant hand is now black as the puppet had killed himself trying to close the closet and the potted plant fell on his head
- funeral scene ow as the puppet is laid to rest inside the closet

The Man Who Planted Trees  Dir. Frederick Back   CANADA  1987   30 min

part 1/4
- narrator Christopher Plummer
- beautifully drawn scenes and animations
- abstract yet engaging at the same time
- animated scrolling scenes showcase the houses and windows
- barren landscapes - sound of howling winds overheard - sets the tone/scene of the piece
- flowing cloak of the shepherd - bahhhhhhhhhhh bahhhhhhh
- flowing line drawing to show the tide coming in at the ocean shore
- the flowing/howling winds are represented within the flowing drawings
- always the ever present wind
- illumination from the candle was shown effectively in the lighting of the drawing
- 10,000 oak trees in this desolate land where before there was...nothing
- the land was dying from lack of trees
- WWI starts and scene changes to the trenches of France - explosions - bayonets - desolation
- once the war was over - the narrator went back to the barren lands to smell fresh air
- now the old man is a bee keeper - given up his sheep because they threatened his trees
- oaks of 1910 were now 10 years old and taller then the narrator - 3 sections 10 km x 11km
- one man with no mechanization had done this
- as for providence, she would need a cyclone to destroy this stretch of trees
- creation had just followed in a natural sequence - streams flowing with water where before they had been dry
- delegation came to observe the "natural growing forest" - was placed under government protection
- he knows more about this than anyone in the world
- WWII - shows warplanes in the sky - sounds of them as well
- complete a task worthy of God

On page 99, Norman mentions the MIT Media Laboratory and I suggest you check out their very cool web site at  http://www.media.mit.edu/ . OR

for a wow experience checkout this video http://labcast.media.mit.edu/?p=41

"Khaslavsky and Shedroff suggest that three basic steps to designing products, to bring us joy are enticement, relationship, and fulfillment: make an emotional promise, continually fulfill the promise, and end the experience in a memorable way." P.112

Music and Other Sounds

The responses to rhythym and rhyme, melody and tune are so basic, so constant across all socities and cultures that they must be part of our evolutionary culture. P.115

This music video Eurovision 2008, 1st Semi-final from Russia, http://ru.youtube.com/watch?v=_XR5xrU02yo  Is a great example of this quote. The show evolved from American Idol, and it's interesting that the Russian contestant is singing in English.

^ There's a cozy corner to drink from while you stare at empty bottles from people who had more dough than you.

The idea sounds interesting as I've yet to master the exotic art of drinking fermented grape juice wine. Since the place is about 15 minutes from where I worked it was an OK LET'S OK moment the second I got the invite.

^ Not your rave party glasses.

Not sure if there's a list of requirements you need to fulfil before Denise actually sells you the franchise rights but the place is all equipped for all sorts or drinking manner. There's even MTV on show or if you prefer, Hi-Def jazz to give that comfy atmosphere a little fluff.

Xi Wen was already there with his colleagues when I arrived. Seems like quite a nice place for some social networking

^ Not our bartender either!

As usual with this circle of friends, everyone was late so we decided to pop a bottle to merry up the games while we waited. My buddy had handpicked a couple of highly recommended (now by me as well) table wine that's inexpensive and still taste good for our virgin tongue. We're not wine connoisseur's anyway and not pretending we are.

^ That's my buddy making short work of the seal. No Naruto jokes please.

I believe it's called Asti and I hope that's the name of the wine, or it could be the place where the grape was grown, or the brand of the bottle, or simply the founder of that particular fermentation method. Argh!! Wines are so confusing!

^ Our Asti or Zonin, or whatever..

^ I'm just calling mine 7-Up

We weren't drunk when the games started but since I'm taking photos, the average blogger won't know whether it's pre or post drinks anyway.

I got my fair share of embarrassing moment with our non bartender up there (for both of us anyway, crazy game) but since I have sufficient blackmail materials on hand on the proprietors anyway, my secrets are safe.

^ Xi Wen and friend after losing out.

^ Norman and friend will need counselling for the rest of their lives.

When the main entourage of friends finally arrived, we moved on to the main bottles. There are some nice bottles and not so nice bottles, and I mean them literally. Some bottles look to be cK or Prada designed while others look like Ribenna castaways.

But what's precious are the contents anyway and I must say I thoroughly enjoyed myself with them, trying out every little sip of the world.

^ Wei How still enjoys his wine like he used to in 2006. 

^ "Cherwane" joined at the shoulders. Dwane says "Guess where my heart lies"?

I'm inclined to do promo on my blog but since it's my buddy's business so nokira~la! In any case anyone of you wants to get some great wine or simply looking for a great place to gather and take embarrassing photos, do visit:

Denise @ Kota Damansara

No. 22A-1, Jalan PJU 5/10, Kota Damansara (Dataran Sunway)

47810 Petaling Jaya, Selangor D.E. Malaysia

Tel:036141 8622 (Look for Jia Leong)

Never, ever,
Could I ask,
For anything,
But you.

No-one before,
Or after,
Has brought sunshine
to my life,
In the way, that you
do.

For more songs like this
and mixture of a load of
other stuff go to:

http://www.myspace.com/littlegreenbook
[all stuff copyright 2008]

and for more info [even though
you should really find it on the
myspace, check the page on this
blog called '[little green book]'.

[proper blogs to come soon]

Stand ca. 20.09.:

Ich muss mich noch entschuldigen für meinen recht stereotypen, überstürzten Abschied. Das krieg ich wohl nicht besser hin. Sorry, das war alles arg auf Kante genäht. Mathis hatte ich zum Beispiel nichtmehr getroffen, was schade ist. Nach etwas mehr als 8 Stunden Fahrt, deren Eindrücke sich zunehmend im Fieberdelirium auflösten, kamen Julian - mein Gefährte in Polen - und ich Sonntag Nacht in Warschau an und bekamen auch prompt eine Unterkunft in einer Art Stundentenwohnheim mit jeder Menge postsowjetischen Charme. Geschmacklich grenzwertige Teppichböden, spartanische Einrichtung, speckige Filzgardinen, bröckelnder Putz (bis auf die Frontfassade, die wurde erneuert, offenbar um irgendeinen Schein zu waren) Im Treppenhaus rauchende und feixende Putzfrauen in blauen Kitteln, wenn man morgens das Haus verlässt. Kochgelegenheiten und Bäder im Gang. Leider kein Internet.
Hier sind wir für die Zeit unseres 10-tägigen Sprachkurses untergebracht. Die Tagesroutine sieht momentan wie folgt aus: zwischen 7 und halb 8 aufstehen, duschen, frühstücken. Um 9 bis 12:30 Sprachkurs. Danach eventuell etwas essen / Kaffee trinken, Kleinigkeiten erledigen, die Bibliothek zur Internetnutzung aufsuchen, und vor allem: Wohnungssuche. Die gestaltet sich zunehmend frustrierend. Die Preise liegen deutlich über Leipzig, viele Vermieter sind tendenziell skeptisch gegenüber ausländischen Studenten und die Nachfrage ist momentan natürlich berstend. Solange wir hier keine Bleibe gefunden haben, fühlen wir uns noch nicht wirklich angekommen, geschweige denn entspannt. Die Gefühlslage pendelt immer von zurückhaltender Hoffnung auf dem Weg zu einem Besichtigungstermin zu frustrierter Enttäuschung auf dem Rückweg. Immer beeinflusst von aufkeimenden Erkältungssymptomen beim Streifen durch Warschaus kalte, nasse Straßen mit durchweichten Schuhen und klammen Fingern am Stiel des Regenschirms. Ja, Warschau macht es einem nicht unbedingt leicht. Mein Immunsystem brauchte etwa die erste Woche um sich gänzlich einzueichen. Mein Fieber infolge des entzündeten Zahns ging noch gegen die 40 Grad, die Luft machte meinen Atem rasseln und meine Haut jucken. Aber mittlerweile ist meine Metabolismus gestählt (glaube ich).
Heute ist allerdings ein guter Tag, denn zum ersten Mal scheint die Sonne und es ist nicht so lausig kalt und nass, wie in den Tagen nach unserer Ankunft. Wir sehen zum ersten mal einen blauen Himmel über Warschau, das Sonnenlicht spielt mit dem Stahl, Glas und Beton der Bibliothek (kennst du den Bau eigentlich, Gordon? Ist eines der moderneren, eindrücklichen Gebäude Warschaus). 18 Grad sollen es am Wochenende werden!
Die Uni ist ziemlich schön. Der Hauptcampus (ein Campus! Das kenne ich ja aus Leipzig gar nicht) ist direkt neben dem Präsidentenpalast in der Innenstadt und unweit der Altstadt gelegen. Alles ist neu oder herausgeputzt, das Unipersonal ist sehr hilfsbereit, freundlich und insgesamt fühlt man sich sehr willkommen.

Hier noch ein paar flüchtige Eindrücke aus der Uni:

Aufgrund meines eher miserablen Zustandes habe ich das Erasmusleben erstmal ruhig angehen lassen. Ich war erst einmal aus, aber das Nachtleben versprach einiges. Die Polen sind gleichzeitig höflich und ausgelassen. Sehr angenehm. Wir haben einige Erasmusstudenten aus Slowenien kennengelernt, mit denen wir häufiger etwas unternehmen (und die schon eine Wohnung gefunden haben).

Nachtrag 1.10.:

Mittlerweile hat sich noch einiges getan. Wir haben irgendwann die Wohnungssuche aufgegeben und uns stattdessen der Zimmersuche gewidmet. Per Beziehung bin ich schließlich auch an ein Zimmer gekommen. Und was für eins! Ca. 10 m² im Norden Warschaus im 11. Stockwerk eines sozialistischen Wohnblocks mitten in einer beeindruckenden Wohnsilolandschaft. Sogar mit Fototapete. Sehr authentisch! Aber seht selbst:

Abgesehen von mir und Julian, der sich noch auf Wohnungssuche befindet und vorrübergehend hier nächtigt, sind noch ein Deutscher, ein Holländer und ein italienisches Pärchen - alle Erasmi - in der Wohnung untergekommen. Alle sehr nett, ordentlich und einbringend. Es gibt hin und wieder Espresso und Pasta und heut abend bin ich zum Risotto mit Shrimps eingeladen. :)

Am Samstag wurde von dem ortsansässigen, sehr hilfreichen Erasmusnetzwerk ein Ausflug in den Süden Warschaus ins Schloss Wilanów organisiert. Auch der Sprachlaie könnte fast den lateinischen Ursprung des Wortes - Villa Nova - ausmachen. Eine Sommerresidenz und barocke Parkanlage im Stile Versailles (nehm ich mal an), welche in der wechselvollen Geschichte von Polen von den jeweils angesagten Herrschern genutzt wurde. Zum Beispiel August dem Starken. Die Führung war eher dröge: nur Fakten, keine Kontexte machen aus Norman einen stumpfen Jungen. Aber die Sonne schien und der Park und das Anwesen waren schön und sicher den Besuch wert.

Der letzte Sonntag war noch spannend. Ich wollte Hera - das Wohnheim - verlassen, hatte meinen ganzen Kram ins Auto gepackt und war etwas unter Zeitdruck, nachdem ich den Wohnungsschlüssel von einem Mitbewohner in der Stadt bekommen hatte, der dazu noch anmerkte, dass er versehentlich die restlichen Mitbewohner in der Wohnung eingeschlossen hatte und mich bat, mich sofort auf den Weg zu machen (Es macht mich wundern, dass es überhaupt möglich ist, die Wohnungstür von aussen zu verschließen ohne sie von innen aufschließen zu können. Das wirft Fragen über die Vormieter oder die polnische Familienkultur auf. Und beunruhigende Assoziationen Richtung Amstetten). Tja, warum nicht? "Vielleicht weil dich just in diesem Moment dein Auto im Stich läßt?" - Ex-akt! Der Astra - mein treuer Packesel - blieb mitten in Warschau plötzlich stehen und ließ sich nicht mehr starten. Ich schob ihn noch gekonnt vor eine Feuerwehr (das Rot der Feuerwehrwagen war drohend durch das Sicherheitsmilchglas der sicher rasant aufklappbaren Ausfahrtstore auszumachen) und blickte mich einsam, verschüchtert und mit einem ganz neuen Bewußtsein über die Fremde der Umgebung nach Hilfe um. Keine Chance mein Zeug per Hand weiterzutransportieren. Deshalb hatte ich mich ja für das Auto entschieden. Ich hatte kurz vorher die Kühlflüssigkeit an einer Tankstelle nachgefüllt, aber mein eher beschränktes Wissen über KFZs im Allgemeinen machte da keine Kausalitäten zum Defekt aus. Erst schüttete ich noch etwas destilliertes Wasser nach, dann kaufte ich ein Starterkit und band den Tankwart in meine missliche Lage ein, der mir die nächste halbe Stunde Starthilfe gab. Dann füllten wir noch etwas Benzin nach. Das waren alles in der Situation ziemlich hilflose Gesten in einem magisch-beschwörenden Sinn. Jedenfalls half es irgendwie und er sprang dann tatsächlich irgendwann an! Es ist noch unklar, woran es lag. Ich dachte an Überhitzung, das Kühlsystem leckte zwischenzeitlich auch, jetzt aber plötzlich nichtmehr und er läuft einwandfrei. Nun, mein Zeug ist jetzt an Ort und Stelle und ich bin optimistisch, wieder nach Deutschland mit dem Wagen zu kommen.

Achja, zum Schluss noch zwei Bilder von Julians und meinem Zimmer in dem Studentenwohnheim "Hera" und unserem Auszug:

Die besseren Bilder sind übrigens alle von Julian und seiner Kamera.
In den nächsten Tagen wird die Kurseinschreibung folgen, irgendwie. Theoretisch könnten heute schon Veranstaltungen stattfinden, aber das System funktioniert noch nicht und ich kann mich natürlich immer auf meinen Erasmusstatus zurückziehen. Ich armer ausländischer Student. Für das Wochenende hoffe ich auf gutes Wetter, denn ich habe einen Kayakausflug in die Masuren gebucht. Und heute abend gibt's noch ein Welcoming-Event nachdem nun tatsächlich alle Erasmi da sein sollten.

Soweit, sogut, man hört/liest sich. Viele Grüße!
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But Oklahoma remembers...especially Bob Stoops...their 2005 encounter when TCU and Gary Patterson came into Norman, Oklahoma and handed the Sooners their hind-ends on a platter.

I am not entirely convinced that the TCU Horned Frogs of 2008 have the EXPERIENCE to take on mighty Oklahoma and win but I am convinced that they have the TALENT to beat the Sooners this coming Saturday.

But most of all...I just believe that in the most important games, where coaching and strategy make such a big difference in the final outcome of a game, Coach Bob Stoops finds a way to be outmaneuvered and outcoached by the opposing team and eventually lose the game.

This game will be a defensive struggle...as TCU and its speed rush puts the heat on Sooner QB Bradford and looks to milk the game clock on offense with a lot of short slants and quick-outs, in addition to a steady dose of their solid and efficient running game.

The Sooners will move the ball...but it will not be near as easy to do against TCU as it was against Washington in their last blowout victory.

I say TCU coach Gary Patterson uses the whole "underdog" and "disrespected" themes to the hilt this week in doing all that he can to motivate his young team into believing that they can win the game in enemy territory...and I believe that he and his coordinators will be just solid enough  on offense and disruptive enough on defense to win a very messy, turnover-filled game with a score in the mid-upper teens.

TCU Horned Frogs in an upset over the powerful Oklahoma Sooners, 17-14.

Let's officially welcome the TCU Horned Frogs as a bona-fide BCS Buster!

When it burst on screen, Grange Hill was like no other children's TV show. For the average British schoolkid, this was a chance to see characters who spoke like them (albeit with more sanitised language) and went through similar experiences.

It broke new ground by tackling contemporary issues such as bullying, teenage pregnancy and drug addiction from a child's point of view. But amid the serious storylines, there were other lessons for teenagers - and their parents.

Zammo and friends sing out

The year was 1986. Grange Hill took one of its best-loved characters, Zammo Maguire, and reduced him to scrabbling on the floor trying to retrieve his heroin. A powerful half-hour of children's TV ended with a close-up of Zammo and the sound of police sirens. The message that drugs were dangerous had got through to millions of young viewers.

To back it up, the cast recorded the single Just Say No! - it reached number five in the chart, and saw the participants invited to visit Nancy Reagan in the White House, and to sing live in front of 80,000 bemused Americans at Yankee Stadium.

For those who saw the video, the anti-drugs message got lost among the aerobics fashions and dodgy backing vocals (lead singer Fay Lucas just about escapes criticism). Zammo himself does not sing because, as actor Lee McDonald later admitted, record producers heard his voice and decided to spare fans further trauma.

Four years later, the end-of-term show featured Veronica Birtles and Fiona Wilson's rap duo Fresh 'n' Fly, who tried to be GH's answer to Salt 'n' Pepa. Just say no, kids!

Gripper in action with Pogo

In the early 1980s, even the threat of the Cold War held no fear compared to the prospect of encountering a real-life Gripper Stebson.

Gripper (real name Norman) was first suspended for beating up Pogo Patterson for refusing to do his homework. He found a more compliant victim in rotund Roland Browning, from whom he demanded dinner money, and then targeted black and Sikh pupils at a time when the National Front was a live issue in many playgrounds.

Only one person could end his reign of terror. Hard-as-nails games teacher Bullet Baxter broke up what threatened to be a full-on race riot and led Gripper away to be expelled.

In subsequent years, Imelda Davis and her Terrahawks girl gang badly injured Ziggy Greaves by forcing fibreglass down the back of his shirt. In 2000, we learned teachers could be victims too as Keiran Osbourne intimidated Mr Hankin. And Grange Hill's most recent bully, Mooey Humphries, was played by Jonny Dixon, now cast as the much nicer Darryl Morton in Coronation Street.

Pupils fight for "Scruffy" McGuffy

It may have been a good display of democracy in action but series two got politicians so worked up it led to a parliamentary debate.

Just weeks after the Student Action Group earned a referendum on the uniform issue thanks to a boycott of sports events and a school office sit-in, the programme showed another success for militant students - a canteen demonstration earned a rethink on "free school meals" segregation. MPs feared it could lead to revolting pupils up and down the land.

That was underlined when Grange Hill pupils marched in support of sacked teacher Mr McGuffy and stormed the school hall. After a repeat screening in 1995, a similar protest was staged in support of a teacher at a real school.

From then on, Grange Hill protests were played for laughs - Gonch Gardner and Robbie Wright played cricket in white skirts to highlight the intransigence of the school handbook and, recently, Tanya Young held a suffragette-style protest against swipe cards - but forgot the key to unlock the chains.

How much for this ball?

Grange Hill's pupil roll has featured more would-be entrepreneurs than a double bill of The Apprentice and Dragon's Den. None ever got rich quick.

The trailblazer was Pogo Patterson, who persuaded the local newsagent to sell the school magazine with a 5p mark-up and charged curious classmates 10p to peek at a sex education textbook.

His successor as the school's budding Arthur Daley was maths whizz Luke "Gonch" Gardner. His scams included selling dental appointment cards to would-be truants, charging first year pupils for a guided school tour and selling toast to undercut the school canteen. He even had a visionary computer dating service (this was back in 1988) but came a cropper when he matched fearsome Mauler McCaul with Big Tel.

In 1992, Jacko Morgan coined it in with his car-washing service for teachers - until it was revealed he had slung mud over the cars to create the demand.

No copying!

Exam invigilators hoping to spot enterprising ways pupils might cheat only needed to watch Grange Hill.

Among the most low-tech methods were those of the perennially workshy Pogo Patterson - including writing answers on his shirt sleeves or on chewing gum papers. When he struck lucky and stumbled across a set of exam papers, his scheme to sell them backfired when it was revealed they were from the previous year.

PE teacher Dai "Hard" Jones

As in all schools, Grange Hill's teachers were given nicknames. Early on, there was Hoppy, Sooty and Scruffy (Hopwood, Sutcliffe and McGuffy), while recently Mad Max Hargreaves and Dai Hard Jones both revelled in their nicknames.

But no pupil dared whisper the nicknames Bullet, Bronco and Bridget the Midget within earshot of Mr Baxter, Mr Bronson and Mrs McClusky respectively.

Francesca Martinez has gone on to appear at the Edinburgh Festival

Grange Hill has introduced characters with deafness, Asperger's Syndrome, epilepsy, ME and agoraphobia - helping young viewers to understand people are not defined merely by their disability.

And it broke new ground when Francesca Martinez, a young girl with cerebral palsy, joined the cast in 1994 for five years, often getting involved with amusing storylines that made no reference to her condition. In real life, Francesca went on to establish a career as a comedienne.

Mr Robson found love in the staffroom

When Peter Robson arrived as Grange Hill's new PE teacher, he was the complete antithesis to predecessor Bullet Baxter - his philosophy was that sport should be about taking part. Football captain Freddie Mainwaring responded: "England have got Bobby Robson, we've got Wally Robson!"

But his caring attitude helped him build a good relationship with pupils and he became deputy head. He was passed over for the top job three times before finally becoming Grange Hill's seventh head teacher in 1998.

Viewers followed his descent into alcoholism after a critical Ofsted report - a rare storyline centred on a teacher - and he recovered to remain in charge until 2003.

Actress Laura Sadler, who played Judi Jeffries, tragically died in 2003

Deaths of central characters have always been rare in children's TV, but Grange Hill wrote a few out in the most permanent way.

Antoni Karamonopolis, a classmate of Tucker Jenkins, died when he plunged from a car park roof, but the first death on school premises came when young prankster Jeremy Irvine threw Fay Lucas's bangle into the school swimming pool and drowned as he tried to retrieve it.

Danny Kendall, the artistic young rebel with a cause, was found dead in the back of his nemesis Mr Bronson's car. The death shocked the overbearing teacher Bronson into changing his ways.

Gang culture featured in 1993 when Justine Dean's boyfriend Liam Brady was killed on his way to a fight. Judi Jeffries fell to her death from a burning building and last year Baz Wainwright slumped over during a football match and died.

Ray Haynes' cafe was The Arches

A perennial problem for Grange Hill scriptwriters was that, after several years building a character's popularity, they then had to write the pupils out.

Tucker Jenkins was granted a spin-off series, Tucker's Luck, which followed him in his quest to avoid the dole queue.

But it was a full eight series before the school's sixth form was featured, giving a stay of execution to some. By 2002, Nathan Charles stretched it further as he was shown at university. In recent years, Kathy McIlroy stayed in situ during seven years of schooling and then became a member of staff.

But Grange Hill's prize for special attendance goes to actor Kelly George. He first appeared in 1987 as a pupil from rival school St Joseph's. He later returned as Grange Hill pupil Ray Haynes, from 1991 to 1993. And then from 1997 to 2002, he played a cafe proprietor dispensing snacks and useful advice, and employing several pupils part-time. But like all alumni, his time at the Hill had to end one day. ]]> http://cissiboy.wordpress.com/?p=1358 Tue, 23 Sep 2008 07:12:57 +0000 Lorenzo Zanirato http://cissiboy.wordpress.com/2008/09/23/facciamo-pulizia-con-spybot-e-norman-malware-cleaner/ Se pensate che il vostro computer si stia comportando in maniera strana...

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1. Una scansioncina (o scannatina) COMPLETA del sistema (ultimamente e' molto veloce, ma insomma sugli hardisk ricchi di oggi credo che un 10 minuti se li prenda..). Al termine della scansione avrete sicuramente delle voci rosse...ecco quelli sono file presenti nel vostro pc che hanno un comportamento poco pulito..

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There's the obvious, like walking around the house naked (unwelcome visual?  Sorry) and peeing with the door open.  Then there are the more unusual things I do when there is absolutely definitely no one else around.  It's easy when you live alone.  You let your guard down since there are no worries about someone suddenly walking in.  I know, it sounds like I'm talking about something wrong and dirty.  Here's what I mean:

1.  Falling asleep absolutely anywhere.  BD (Before Dozer) I would sleep in the following places: couch, chair, floor of the living room, floor of the bedroom, floor of the office, bed, leaning against the couch, leaning against the chair, leaning against the bed, and once leaning against the wall.  Oh, and on the floor in the hallway.  Why?  Not sure.  When it was hot out it was because some places were cooler than others.  I started out on the couch after I first moved in, but found it gave me a headache so I moved to the floor.  And these were just for naps, not for a night's sleep.  Well, except one time, but it had been a long day.  It's harder to sleep in these places now because Dozer will attack at any moment.

2.  Talking to myself.  For those who know me it should be absolutely no surprise whatsoever that I have conversations.  Alone.  With myself.  I've been told this isn't all that unusual; a lot of highly intelligent people talk to themselves.  Although, so do a lot of highly insane people.  But it does help me think and get ideas out, like when I'm working on my paper (every day, guys!) or plotting my day in the morning.  I also practice-teach.  If I'm introducing a new lesson I'll talk myself through it and work out some of the kinks.  See, not too crazy...right?

3.  Eating in odd places.  This may not be all that unusual, but I grew up with the law that you ate in one of two places: at the table, or in front of the tv.  I have no table, nor do I have a tv, so I often end up sitting in the pink chair in my living room while I eat dinner.  However, I also eat sitting on the floor, sitting on my bed, perched on the arm of the couch (I was escaping a cricket the cats were trying to hunt), and sitting on top of the coffee table.  It was surprisingly comfortable.

4.  Farting.  Okay, if you prefer to think of me as a dainty, proper girl, stop reading.  I do not like to fart in front of people.  I'll belch, and everyone who has had close, extended contact with me in one form or another has heard me belch.  But that's it.  I will not fart.  I will, however, if I'm by myself.  What do I care?  But it's no deal if someone else is around, even if they're in a completely different room.  Can't do it.

5.  Sitting on things that are not designed to be sat on (sat upon?  who cares...).  I kind of do this around other people, but I more often do it when I'm alone.  Like in the bathroom, I'll sit on the vanity.  In the living room I'll sit on the coffee table or the back of the couch or chair.  In the kitchen I'll sit on the counter.  In the office, it's on the desk.  As with the sleeping thing, I'm not sure why I do this.  There's just something kind of satisfying about using furniture for a purpose that wasn't its original intention.  Tank likes it, too:

It may be that these things I do aren't really that strange.  They just seem odd, and they're things I won't do around other people.  I mean, farting obviously isn't weird, but that's on the list because I'm weird.

The man on trial is former New York Mets minor leaguer/actor/loser Joseph Petcka. Before I go into the details involving this spare pitcher with a career record of 15-25, I would like to thank him for giving me one more reason to hate the Mets.

This Petcka scumbag killed an eight year old Tabby cat named Norman. Petcka claims it was an accident. Sure, it was an accident that led to a cat with broken teeth, broken ribs, a broken leg, a torn tongue, massive internal injuries including bruised lungs and a bruised liver and a chest cavity filled with blood. The cat's owner claims that she and Petcka had an argument, he got boozed up, and, like all manly men, decided to murder a cat in a drunken rage.

Petcka should be psychiatrically monitored due to his repulsive lack of morality. Remember, a person that kills a defenseless animal lacks basic humanity skills and there is a good chance that person is close to or already feels that way about other human beings.

Joseph Petcka? You are an ass-clown of the highest order.

i also started working on a new slipknot wallpaper.

help me think of a name for my new game post a comment telling me what you think.

also in completely unrelated news rock band 2 came out today(9/14/2008).

i found the song list for rock band 2 on the rock band forrums

rock band 2 songs:

Rock Band 2 On-Disc Track List:
Artist Song Title Decade
1. AC/DC “Let There Be Rock” 1970s
2. AFI “Girl’s Not Grey” 2000’s
3. Alanis Morissette “You Oughta Know” 1990’s
4. Alice in Chains “Man in the Box” 1990’s
5. Allman Brothers “Ramblin’ Man” 1970’s
6. Avenged Sevenfold “Almost Easy” 2000’s
7. Bad Company “Shooting Star” 1970’s
8. Beastie Boys “So Whatcha Want” 1990’s
9. Beck “E-Pro” 2000’s
10. Bikini Kill “Rebel Girl” 1990’s
11. Billy Idol “White Wedding Pt. I” 1980’s
12. Blondie “One Way or Another” 1970’s
13. Bob Dylan “Tangled Up in Blue” 1970’s
14. Bon Jovi “Livin’ on a Prayer” 1980’s
15. Cheap Trick “Hello There” 1970’s
16. Devo “Uncontrollable Urge” 1980’s
17. Dinosaur Jr. “Feel the Pain” 1990’s
18. Disturbed “Down with the Sickness” 2000’s
19. Dream Theater “Panic Attack” 2000’s
20. Duran Duran “Hungry Like the Wolf” 1980’s
21. Elvis Costello “Pump It Up” 1970’s
22. Fleetwood Mac “Go Your Own Way” 1970’s
23. Foo Fighters “Everlong” 1990’s
24. Guns N’ Roses “Shackler’s Revenge” 2000’s
25. Interpol “PDA” 2000’s
26. Jane’s Addiction “Mountain Song” 1980’s
27. Jethro Tull “Aqualung” 1970’s
28. Jimmy Eat World “The Middle” 2000’s
29. Joan Jett “Bad Reputation” 1980’s
30. Journey “Anyway You Want It” 1970’s
31. Judas Priest “Painkiller” 1990’s
32. Kansas “Carry On Wayward Son” 1970’s
33. L7 “Pretend We’re Dead” 1990’s
34. Lacuna Coil “Our Truth” 2000’s
35. Linkin Park “One Step Closer” 2000’s
36. Lit “My Own Worst Enemy” 1990’s
37. Lush “De-Luxe” 1990’s
38. Mastodon “Colony of Birchmen” 2000’s
39. Megadeth “Peace Sells” 1980’s
40. Metallica “Battery” 1980’s
41. Mighty Mighty Bosstones “Where’d You Go” 1990’s
42. Modest Mouse “Float On” 2000’s
43. Motorhead “Ace of Spades” 1980’s
44. Nirvana “Drain You” 1990’s
45. Norman Greenbaum “Spirit in the Sky” 1960’s
46. Panic at the Disco “Nine in the Afternoon” 2000’s
47. Paramore “That’s What You Get” 2000’s
48. Pearl Jam “Alive” 1990’s
49. Presidents of the USA “Lump” 1990’s
50. Rage Against the Machine “Testify” 1990’s
51. Ratt “Round & Round” 1980’s
52. Red Hot Chili Peppers “Give it Away” 1990’s
53. Rise Against “Give it All” 2000’s
54. Rush “The Trees” 1970’s
55. Silversun Pickups “Lazy Eye” 2000’s
56. Smashing Pumpkins “Today” 1990’s
57. Social Distortion “I Was Wrong” 1990’s
58. Sonic Youth “Teenage Riot” 1980’s
59. Soundgarden “Spoonman” 1990’s
60. Squeeze “Cool for Cats” 1970’s
61. Steely Dan “Bodhitsattva” 1970’s
62. Steve Miller Band “Rock’n Me” 1970’s
63. Survivor “Eye of the Tiger” 1980’s
64. System of a Down “Chop Suey” 2000’s
65. Talking Heads “Psycho Killer” 1970’s
66. Tenacious D “Master Exploder” 2000’s
67. Testament “Souls of Black” 1990’s
68. The Donnas “New Kid in School” 2000’s
69. The Go-Go’s “We Got the Beat” 1980’s
70. The Grateful Dead “Alabama Getaway” 1980’s
71. The Guess Who “American Woman” 1970’s
72. The Muffs “Kids in America” 1990’s
73. The Offspring “Come Out & Play (Keep ‘em Separated)” 1990’s
74. The Replacements “Alex Chilton” 1980’s
75. The Who “Pinball Wizard” 1960’s

Bonus Artist Bonus Song Title Decade
76. Abnormality “Visions” 2000’s
77. Anarchy Club “Get Clean” 2000’s
78. Bang Camaro “Night Lies” 2000’s
79. Breaking Wheel “Shoulder to the Plow” 2000’s
80. The Libyans “Neighborhood” 2000’s
81. The Main Drag “A Jagged Gorgeous Winter” 2000’s
82. Speck “Conventional Lover” 2000’s
83. The Sterns “Supreme Girl” 2000’s
84. That Handsome Devil “Rob the Prez-O-Dent” 2000’s

** The Rock Band 2 on-disc track list is comprised entirely of master recordings.