Happy Harroween!

Hope you had an enjoyed a night of candy eating, and monster mashing!

I was supposed to be Frankenstein's monster, but I ended up looking more like one of those hicks that are really into hunting and go all out with the camouflage. My parents dressed up as Dog the Bounty Hunter and his wife. They're awesome.

Brown Eyed Girls' Sign MV Out!

I thought I'd have to wait until tomorrow, but it's here! They all look stunning. Unfortunately there's no choreography, only a story line, so we'll have to wait until their performance stages to see any of that.

From what I can infer, the protagonist is trying to save the girls from an evil mob boss. Whilst fending off gang members, their apparitions call out to him. He arrives at the boss's lair to find them trapped in water tanks centered around the boss himself. The boss, who apparently possesses telekinetic powers, challenges him. After killing the boss, he finds only one girl (Gain) is left alive in the tanks. He frees her, but it is too late as she too has perished. At the end of the video he looks at the camera with a Thriller-esque glint in his eye, perhaps it's the evil that had been consuming the boss? Who knows? All I know is that I'm extremely excited for their comeback.

[Edit] LOL. I like this explanation better:

"The guy on the chair can controls objects and people. so the dude fighting is trying to go to him and later he does. then the guy is like ” kill meh” so he lifts up the stick and hands it to the dude. the dude flies because the guy is controls him and while that is happening, the girls in the water chambers are trying to get out. then the dude stabs the guy. all the girls start to react. so then the dude is trying to break the glass. as you can see, if you stay in the water too long without air, you will die. and that’s what happened to the girls.."

Brown Eyed Girls' "Sign" EP Released!

I loved Sound G and it's accompanying collection of remixes. Promotions for their lead single "Abracadabra" (that I listen to constantly, along with with a variety of remixes I've found) ended weeks ago, so I was beginning to think that I was going to have to go without seeing my beloved Brown Eyed Girls for a while.

Fortunately, I was wrong and they're back with "Sign." What with all the various teasers and sneak peaks, I feel as though I've been waiting forever for this to be released. Included in the EP is "Abracadabra" (Fraktal Voodoo Remix), "Drunk on Sleep", and "Sign" (Junjaman Remix). Although "Abracadabra" was a huge hit, it differed greatly from their past singles, and "Sign" seems to harken back to the days of "L.O.V.E." and "My Style." The vocals are unhindered by auto-tune, and Miryo's rapping is more prominently featured, what more could I ask for? Junjaman's remix is infinitely better, I almost wish they had released it in place of the original. I'm not surprised I prefer his version as he's one half of Romantic Couch, my favorite dance music group.

"Drunk on Sleep" was released before "Sign" and the complete EP, but I'm not a fan of ballads so I don't have much of an opinion on it. Many have been saying it sounds like ABBA's "The Winner Takes It All." I'll trust their judgement because I am unable to make a comparison myself since I can only listen to ABBA for about three seconds before I begin smashing things. I blame my best friend's mom, who played ABBA every time she drove us anywhere. You wouldn't believe how happy we were when I got my driver's license, but I digress.

[Clockwise: Narsha, Ga In, Miryo, JeA]

They also have a new look that I'm thoroughly enjoying. Thoroughly. Narsha's popular "one eye" wig has been switched out for a shaggy, boyish cut making her look even more like an anime villian, and Miryo's now sporting an odd pompadour that closely resembles that of Big Boy's. I eagerly await the music video so I that can see all of this in motion. It's supposed to be released sometime tomorrow, and you can bet your bippy that I'll post it then.

I have friends, see? See!?

I'd like to take some time out to refer you to a few friends I have here on Blogger.

First we have Carol who writes The Mundane, which I consider my sister blog. Think See Steele Blog as written by someone with lady parts. I might be exaggerating a bit, but our tastes really are very similar. Minus the KPop obsession of course.

Next up is Jon, who's self-titled blog contains his thoughts on fashion, photography, and art. I envy his clear and concise writing style. The operation he runs over there is a class act, I tell you what.

Lastly, but most definitely not least, is Thip. Ciao dall' Italia! details her 3 month-long stay in Italy, where she is currently studying Italian and Italian Cinema. I implored her to document her trip because a. I think she's an great writer, and b. I wished to live vicariously through her blogs. That being said, she doesn't post as often as I'd like. *Ahem*

Please check them all out.

Pika-lantern

I carved that a few years ago, but I thought I'd post it here since All Halllows Eve draws near. I doubt I'll be carving a pumpkin this year, so this is as close as I can get to putting one out on my doorstep. :(

SMS, I have it.

Short Man's Syndrome, according to the Urban Dictionary (a highly authoritative online research source, comparable to Wikipedia even!) is when an "angry male of below average height feels it necessary to act out in an attempt to gain respect and recognition from others and compensate for his abnormally short stature."

Although I wouldn't say that I "act out", or try to compensate for my unimpressive height (5'7), I think I have a mild form of SMS. When I compare myself with other guys I take notice of their height first. If they are taller than me and have a decent looking face, they win. They are the winner. Even if I believe I'm more attractive than said person, it doesn't matter. Their height makes up for whatever their face lacks.

I'm not sure of exactly when this way of thinking started though I specifically remember a remark made to me by this girl I knew in middle school. She said something along the lines of "Oh Steele, you're such a cutie. If only you were a little taller I would date you." It got to me (obviously), so now I have this stigma about my height.

Most of the time I can let it go and accept my stature for what it is, but once in a while something will spark my SMS . A comment on a recent OhNoTheyDidn't post triggered this flare up. The post contained photos of a certain young male celebrity (who is 5'10 according to his IMBD page), and this comment was made, "How old is he? I hope he gets bigger, bcoz it's such a waste when a cute guy is short." Seeing as how several other commenters agreed with this sentiment, perhaps my reasoning isn't completely ridiculous. There was only one exception, out of the four replies to that comment someone wrote "I disagree. I love short guys. Oh well, more for me!" They even had an icon that read "Pocket-sized men for the win!", although I hope no one has ever referred to me as pocket-sized. So maybe there's hope for me after all.

I've been sitting on this post for a couple days now, not sure if I should let people in on this small insecurity that I have, but there you have it.

SO cool

I recently regained access to an old Photobucket account, and found a couple photos that might interest you.

Throughout middle school and my freshman year of high school I walked around looking like a lil' skater punk, except I couldn't skate for shit. My friend and I would fart around on our boards in the parking lot of a nearby Bank of America after school, but we never got past jumping the curb. Green Day was also the best band ever. I went to one of their concerts during the American Idiot tour and wore that beanie every day.

This one makes my follicles cringe. My friend Thip pointed out that I resemble Thing One and Two, so I guess that would make me Thing Three? I had to contend with that monstrosity every morning, armed with only leave-in conditioner and an extra large beanie to hold it down. People often asked me if I was wearing a wig, it was that bad. One day I decided to end my hair's blue period with a pair of shears, and when I finished it looked like cookie monster had been savagely murdered on my apartment steps. After that I took to regularly buzzing my head.

And just to complete this little timeline, here is what I look like now:

Yep, still a dork.

*poof*

Last night I deleted all my accounts on the various social networking sites I was a part of. This includes Facebook, Myspace, Twitter, and YouTube. Technically my YouTube account still exists (I still want to keep up with my subscriptions, favorites, etc.), but I've removed all my videos. Long story short, I was sick of seeing my face everywhere.

I'll write more on this later, but I just wanted to give those who might be wondering where I went a heads up. I'm keeping this blog, I have an email address, and I will continue to use my aim account. I think that's enough for now. Please excuse the cryptic wording in this post, I'll lay things out here as soon as I can get my head back together.

LOL! Oh what a silly boy I am for thinking I could get by without Twitter and Facebook. I've relapsed. My new Twitter is hellosteele, and I restored my Facebook account so I still have everyone added and all that. Oh well.

Who's this sexy lady?

Any guesses? Why it's my latest flame, Ga In of the Brown Eyed Girls!

I always find it endearing when an extra attractive person went through an ugly duckling phase. They were always beautiful on the inside, but now they've blossomed for everyone to envy and admire. I love that, it makes them infinitely more appealing to me (see my previous post about Yoobin of the Wonder Girls).

I like how it looks like she might've been a lil' punk back in high school, note the lip ring.

Dorky-ness is a plus.

Fresh!

Cute!

Seductive!

With an attitude,

and a body to match.

{edit} Found this. I had to include it, too cute: