Behind Beyonce's 7/11

Now don't hang me when I say this, but I haven't really been a Beyonce fan in oh I don't know.... Ever. But aside from her music, I have always respected her as a genuinely hard worker and seemingly nice person. She is one of the few who sounds the same in both the studio and on stage, while dancing and gyrating as she does. And trust me, as a person who can't talk and text at the same time, the multitasking struggle is real. All that aside, let's focus on the video.

If you don't know, Beyonce shot a video while on tour for her song 7/11. It's a video of her and her dancers, dancing around a sky-rise hotel in their underwear. Observe...

So, I watched the video and immediately saw why it's become so popular. You've got the perfect recipe for MEDIA MADNESS.

First, you start off with a celebrity.

Then, you take away a portion of that celebrities clothing.

After that, you add a little music.

Last but not least, you throw in goofy, "I'm normal just like you" dancing and laughing.

You stir it up in social media for 5 to 10 minutes and vuala, you've got a hit trend.

One thing about Beyonce that I've noticed as a "neutral party" is that she has the tendency to, every once in awhile, throw a song or a video out there that expresses her humanity. By that I mean, she presents herself as a regular person with pain and pleasures just like every Tom, Dick, Harry and Joann... Don't know why but I felt that that phrase needed a little estrogen in it. Anyways... For me personally, that's what sets her apart for me. Not a lot of celebs take that time or opportunity to reach out to their fans in that way. Because of that we are left with this image of them being glamorous and care free all the time, which honestly couldn't be further from the truth.

As far as the video is concerned, I thought it was cute but nothing a group of 12 year old girls couldn't do with a webcam. But I think that's kind of the point. I'd like to think that being the savvy business woman she has proved to be time and time again, she thought out this video. It's presentation is fun and spontaneous but it is a well thought out marketing ploy, just like everything we see in the media. Very few things now a days, especially trends, are what we like to think of them as, genuine coincidences that just so happened to catch on and entertain the masses their introduced to. Unfortunately, things just aren't that way anymore because trending has become popular. And as we well know when there's popularity, there's always someone only to happy to exploit it. Which surprisingly, isn't always a bad thing. When used properly, it can actually be a fantastic thing.

For example, the ALS ice bucket challenge made over 100 million dollars towards ALS research. Like it or not though, it was a trend and only gained such popularity because celebrities got involved. The good part was that, I'm sure many of them knew that, thus they participated.

Back to Beyonce. I think the video is fun and a very smart marketing move on her part. But overall, I always love seeing people enjoy the simple things and having fun just being themselves without worrying about judgement or critique. God knows my friends and I have shot music videos on my mom's camcorder to "Baby it's You" by JoJo during sleep overs, but that in itself is an entirely different story lol. In conclusion, Bravo Beyonce... Bravo.

Let's Talk About "Fight Club"

First rule about Fight Club, don't talk about Fight Club.

So according to, I don't know... everyone, I have been living under a rock since 1999. Why, you may ask? Simply because until last night, I had not watched the movie Fight Club. Apparently, there are tons of references in modern media from the movie and according to "everyone", it was imperative that I "get" them. Honestly, I would be a very rich woman if I was given about 20 dollars every time I heard the phrase, "OMG Bri, you've never seen Fight Club?!" And now that I have, I'm more confused than I was not having seen it. Maybe someone can help me cause this is how I saw it.

First off, the movie is about a regular guy who loves IKEA and has insomnia. I don't remember his name lol. But he who shall not be named, found an aid for his sleeping problems by going to support groups and crying on a guy who was all boobs and no balls... literally. But don't worry he has cancer. Not the nameless guy, th boobs guy. Anyways, nameless guy works for a car company as the person who checks possible recall situations. This explains why he travels so much, but someone please explain how he jumped from a desk jockey to a frequent flyer, because I don't know. So while he's on a plane, he meets a guy named Tyler, who makes soap, is really smart and a little creepy, in my personal opinion. Well, the same day his condo blows up and he ends up asking Tyler if he can stay with him. Strangely, Tyler says yes but I laughed when I saw his place. It was all broke down and falling apart with dirty water and unstable flooring. Honestly, nameless guy might have done better on the street, sleeping in a box, roughing it with the rain. I mean there was no lock on the door lol. But to each his own.

Time passes and nameless guy and Tyler become close... I think, because there is a scene where they're outside a bar and they just start beating the mess out of each other for fun. And I mean they are giving each other black eyes and busted lips lol. Who does that? So, they start doing this regularly and some random guys start joining in and before you know it, they have a weekly poker night in the basement of a bar. Instead of gambling, like normal guys, they are beating each other to a pulp on these flattened cardboard boxes lol. By some miracle, they turn into an organized band of vandals, lead by Tyler.

OMG! I totally forgot about the bride of chucky chick. I can't remember her name either lol. In one of his MANY narration rants, he explains how it all started with her. She came in when he was going to the support groups and he got mad that she was going to them as a "tourist" as he called her. Even though that's exactly what he was doing lol. But yeah, so he and Tyler have this group of random fighting vandal guys and somehow this liberates him. Now back to the bride of chucky, she calls nameless guy and overdosed or something. He leaves the phone cause shes yapping and Tyler picks it up and goes there and they get together. Tyler treats her kind of crappy though and nameless guy acts as if he doesn't like her but the movie implies he does... sometimes. And another thing, there are parts in the movie where Tyler says things and nameless guy repeats it. It's not weird now that I know why but it was then... just saying.

So, Fight Club's getting bigger, a love hate relationship is thrown in there and then Tyler starts doing stuff behind nameless' back. Nameless doesn't like this so he confronts Tyler in a car (big mistake), to which he responds by letting the car run off the road. I don't remember if this is before or after Tyler burns nameless' hand with chemicals or not but one thing is perfectly clear, Tyler is super, Shutter Island crazy! Then one day, nameless wakes up and Tyler is gone, which is weird I guess. So nameless goes through his crap and finds plane ticket stubs or something. For some reason he finds it smart to go to those cities and search the bars, finding out that Tyler has started Fight Club's in like every major city lol. Oh yeah, boob guy gets killed by a cop during a Fight Club mission thingy.

While he's looking for Tyler, the secret Fight Club people keep calling him Tyler. Which on a side note, this guy recruited chefs, police officers, waiters, mailmen, everybody lol. Anyways, he ends up in his hotel and Tyler is there. Get ready for the twist. Turns out, Tyler is a figment of Nameless' imagination and everything Tyler did was really him. Which is funny cause there was a scene where he's beating himself up outside the bar hahahaha. Long story short, he tries to stop the plans he himself put in place to destroy some buildings that housed creditor records or something to reset something. I'm guessing it was meant to be noble, I really couldn't tell cause like I said, dude is crazy lol. Ends up the Tyler part of him had a back up plan and stopped him from stopping him...self? It ends with him shooting his cheek out and getting rid of Tyler and him and the bride of chucky watch the buildings blow up like they're watching a sunset lol.

This left me with so many questions.
Did Tyler's plan work?
Is Tyler gone forever?
Did nameless ever get help for his mental instability?
Is he gonna go to jail for claiming responsibility for the death of boob guy?
What happens to Fight Club?!

I just don't understand how this movie is iconic. Maybe for the fact that it gives you mental whiplash lol. I felt slightly stressed out and disappointed when it was done. I probably won't watch it again and hope that nobody asks me if I liked it because...

The only thing worse than talking about Fight Club, is not liking Fight Club!

Check out my next blog post:Beyonce's 7/11

What Has the World come To?... "Put 'Em in the coffin"

For those of you who may not know, a vine trend by the name of "put 'em in the coffin" has spread like wildfire on the social media scene. What is it, you ask? Well, my personal definition of it would be, when a person or person's yell out "put em in the coffin!" before jumping or falling back on anything they so choose. A lot of popular "victims" of this trend that I've noticed are...

• Random parked vehicles
• Anything stacked at WalMart
• Unsuspecting moving vehicles
• Anyone laying down
• Bushes
• A variety of flat services
• Water (probably the only respectable one on the list)

Of course, my first thought was, "Who came up with this stuff?". So, i did some digging. Let me tell you, there are a ton of "put 'em in the coffin" vines. SMH But, a vine account by the name of VonMar THOTBOYZ #23 came up... and yes that is the whole thing. lol The vine account led me to a twitter because if you have one social media outlet, you must have more. It's like internet crack. Anyways, according to twitter he has over 12,000 followers which I'm guessing is a lot, I don't know. Under his info he is hashtagged as mr. put em in the coffin, which led me to believe I had found the source. He is also hashtagged under WorldStar VINE VONMAR FILMS. This hashtag got me to thinking (I pray never have to say those words again lol), maybe he had his start on WorldStar. I mean, it's not as if that's where the majority of internet trends start now a days (SARCASM). After a failed attempt to contact him, I was left wondering if he really was the one to introduce the vine to the world. It's possible that he could have just been the one to make it popular, but without a statement from him and no one else claiming to be it's original source, it's hard to tell. Fortunately, where the vine started isn't my primary concern about this whole thing. I care more about, how this trend is effecting people.

Now, as I sat back and thought about this, in all honesty I thought it was funny. STUPID, but funny. At first glance, it just seems like a bunch of young people doing what they do best. By that I mean, run around in packs, trying to find things to occupy their time with. Which is more than less something disruptive or destructive. But, when I really thought about it with the little part of my brain that still holds some common sense, I realized that these people's harmless fun, wasn't so harmless. For example, in one (well several) of the vines, the random car that was "harmlessly" jumped on, got dented. When the kids saw this, they hauled off running. Laughing, might I add. This points to the obvious fact that they knew that what they were doing was wrong and if caught, knew they would face consequences. It's sad though, that before even jumping on the car, they didn't give thought to the owner of that vehicle. In worrying only for their desire for amusement, they showed no regard for the trouble they could be causing someone else.

Picture this with me for a second. You're just getting of work. You're tired, maybe a little hungry or frustrated cause (your co worker's name here, yeah you know the one) has been giving you a hard day, as usual. You reach in your pocket for your car keys, which always takes an arm and a leg to find, but somehow you manage. You get in your car, turn it on and finally get to exhale for a second before you pull out and have to deal with the idiots on the road who can't stay in their lane to save their lives. Then just as your about to throw your car into reverse, you notice something different about the hood. You open your door and lean out to get a better look. And there it is, a huge dent, just sitting in the middle of your hood. How upset would you be in that moment? You'd probably be taken back with thoughts of how, who, and why. Shortly after, I have no doubt it'd hit you that you may actually have to pay for the damages, and of course the whole "who got money to blow like that?!" process starts. Now depending on what kind of person you are, you could deal with that situation differently, but I think you see my point.

It seems that the people who participate in this trend don't care how their actions are effecting another life. When they jump into a display at WalMart, somebody has to pick it up. When they jump onto moving cars, someone has to hit the brakes. When they damage property, someone has to pay for it. As a society we tend to do a considerable amount of inconsiderate things. No, most of us don't run around intentionally harming other people with our words, actions, (etc...) but we are all guilty of it. I like to think of it as neglect of human nature. Believe it or not, our true nature is to be kind and caring of one another. That's why when we do hurt someone in someway, it stirs up feelings within us. Even if those feelings are anger. Even if we say,  "Man, I don't care!". If we didn't care, saying it wouldn't even be necessary. It wouldn't even occur to us.

I know we all are caught in our own lives, just trying to keep ourselves and the ones we love above water, but something as little as CHOOSING to use forethought and being thoughtful (considering how our actions could effect other things and actually caring about it) could alter an entire situation. An entire life. Even our life.

Think about it...


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What has the world come to?... Wubbing

Ok... Ok... I honestly don't know how to introduce this. I was just shown a video of a couple of young men doing what they called "a new dance" called Wubbing. I have no idea how to describe what it exactly is. I will post the link to the video. Just as a caution there is no nudity or foul language but... it's graphicish so viewer discretion is advised lol

I think about 6 or 7 young men, more than likely teenager, were wearing spandex biking shorts. Attached to these shorts is a cylinder foam or pillow attachment. It is attached to the pelvic region of the pants. That is the mildest way to put it. Yeah... I know. Apparently, they had been arrested for wubbing out in public and shortly after released because dance this video was possibly a news story to let them

Now, when I saw this I was already in shock. I didn't know this kind of thing existed... I should have guessed but whatever lol. What took it to the head for me, wasn't what they were doing, but how calm they were about it.  As if it were something as normal as eating ice cream in the parking lot of DQ. Man, I haven't had Dairy Queen in a minute. Anyways, they were describing it as an art form. One young man said and I quote, "Yeah we get laughed at but they laughed at break dancing too."

No sweetie... Just no... You getting laughed at cuz what you're doing is stupid and inappropriate. These kids think they are doing something iconic, in a twisted attempt to be different. Sad thing is, this might actually catch on. I'm sure our parents never thought twerking would be a trend and with the help of Miley Cyrus... here we are.

They were using the wub to "dance". Shaking and swinging it. This dude was like "I call this one stiring the mayonnaise"... I mean, how am I supposed to process that?! lol What kind of foolishness is this?!?!?! But if you interested in checking the video out...

This is the link to the video: http://www.worldstarhiphop.com/videos/video.php?v=wshhnCxjnbJfcDc3GYjD

SMH!!!

If you don't feel comfortable without the video, here is a descriptive link: http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=Wubbing

With all this, I ask you... What has the world come to???

\Also if you have not already seen my Emo Dave entries now is your opportunity to catch up: Dave- Therapy

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Dave- I Hate "Wall"mart

OK, let me start of by saying, I could not care less about this certain franchise and it's employees, that I am about to run down. I spelled their name incorrectly for the simple fact that I am a 16 year old high school student with no job, thus no money. Having no money means you have no lawyer. No lawyer means if they decide to take legal action, you represent yourself or worse, get represented by a public defender. 

Once your public defender, whom you've only spoken to once and never answers any of your calls, practically ushers you into the Big House, you have to make up a reason why your in there to tell your fellow detainees. You obviously can't tell them that you're in there because you were found guilty in a defamation case. They'd chuck you in a cell with Big Curly and watch him take advantage of your assets. I can only speak for myself when I say this, but my assets are best used to my advantage. But I digress.

Let me explain to you why I feel this way. If you for some reason have no idea what I 'm talking about, please refer to today's title. Don't worry I'll wait...

Alright then, today I had an encounter with a employee of this establishment. My friend Von and I were looking through some of the stores more, so called, desirable items. These items, just so happened to be located in the electronic section. We were minding nobodies business but ours when all the sudden an eclipse fell over us, blocking everything but the air. I turned around to see what was causing this sudden black out. I was taken back, and I'll admit a bit tickled, at the mass that was standing behind us, just wasting what had the potential to be useful space and time. 

Before I even begin to tell you how this encounter played out, I gotta enlighten you as to the condition of this employee. It's a serious situation. His navy blue polo was so tight, that it cradled his man boobs like a training bra. Yet, his butt gut a.k.a. his lower stomach, hung majestically over his corduroys. I say majestically simply because it must have been something he was proud of, since he displayed it like a show pony at the state fair. What was hilarious about this was that he had only walked a few steps and he was sweating like he just ran the English channel. Pause. Yes, I am completely aware that the English channel is a body of water but I'm using it because it's distance is considerable. Play. The tips of his fingers were orange from eating Cheetos, which was pretty gross, but you had to respect his tenacity. It was obvious that he had ravaged the bag due to the clutter of crumbs on his shirt. I was gonna say it looked like he was attempting to make a cast of his man breasts with the Cheetos crumbs, but i felt that was a tad insulting and that's not what I'm here to do. But it did.

Now, I'm gonna write how the conversation went so that you can judge for yourselves who was out of line. I'm not gonna lie, it could have been me. I'm out of line sometimes. At least that's what my mom says but she can't to much be trusted since she has a bit of a (chug chug) problem. Anyways, when I speak, it will say Me.. (no duh). When the employee speaks, it'll saaaayyyyy... Cheese Fairy... Yeah I like that. I want to let you know, I do not hate this man for how he looked. Or how he smelled. Or even how uncomfortable his lack of hygiene made me feel. I hate him because of what a complete douche he was! Let's proceed.

Me: Uh, can I help you?
Cheese Fairy: I was about to ask you the same thing, kid.
Me: Um no thanks dude, we're fine. But I'm pretty sure there's about 30 other people walking around this section, and they're just dying for your attention.
Cheese Fairy: Is that so? Well, unfortunately they're gonna have to wait. I seem to have two suspicious characters, who are getting a little to close to the glass, to worry about.
Me: Soooooooo, you don't need to worry about that blonde girl over there who just swiped a Hello Kitty iphone case? Or that guy opening the blue rays, checking the discs? I don't think he's stealing them, but I'm pretty sure that's against one of your store rules. Oh, look at that kid standing right behind you, licking the glass. So young. So determined. He wants that game so bad, he can literally almost taste it.
Cheese Fairy: Aw, your mama must think that's adorable. To bad, I don't. So, why don't you and your little boyfriend, just do yourselves a favor and get out of my section. You don't want me to take authoritative action.
Me: Oh, you're funny. Not quite as funny as the fact that your gut has a potential career in comedy for doing celebrity impressions as you walk, but nowhere near as funny as the fact that you think you have some sort of authority over us. So, how about YOU just do yourself a favor and turn around. By the time your halfway, your shift will be over.
Cheese Fairy: Big talk, from a skinny little emo kid. Be glad your a minor.
Me: I would be if that was at all threatening. A mere utterance of intelligence and your brain would fizzle away, and run out your ears. Goodbye mall cop wanna be.
Cheese Fairy: I warned you punk, give me your names! I am officially banning you from the store.
Me: Go ahead! Assert the only power you'll ever have. Just know that this doesn't end within the confines of these walls.
Cheese Fairy: Are you threatening me?!
Me: Do you feel threatened?

As you could have and should have guessed, we got kicked out and banned... yada yada, but this definitely wasn't over. I left peacefully but inside I made a vow. A vow of war.

Now, at the beginning of today's entry I had every intention of telling you how I retaliated, but then it occurred to me. If I break today's story into 2 parts, then I don't have to think of what to write next time. Is it lazy? Yes. Is it a bit rude? Perhaps. Am I still gonna do it? Most definitely. So, let's label this story a to be continued. 

Thanks for sharing my pain
-Dave



Hey guys, I got tons of unexpected positive feedback, so Dave is here to stay! Being that my blogs are pretty new, I do not have a set schedule for all my releases but it is a work in progress. I have other trial characters and things I'm planning on adding to the blog, so I wanna get a feel for the rotation before I make any promises. And just as a small disclaimer, these are not my personal feelings on the store, it's employees or public defenders. Just felt the need to make that known.

If you haven't already, I would definitely recommend watching Food Inc and The High Cost of Low Price on Netflix. They bring to light facts about some things in this company that we involve ourselves with everyday and it might change how you think about these things a little bit. Anyways, thank you so much for reading and please check back regularly because I WILL be posting things regularly, I just don't know exactly what at the moment lol. Don't forget to like Emo Dave on Facebook!!! Check out his Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/pages/Emo-Dave/661389700612198!!!


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Emo Dave REVEALED!!!

Hey internet people!!! I was messing around with some animation today and guess who decided to show his beautiful face. Don't worry. He's not frowning... just smiling upside down. Also, Emo Dave now has a Facebook account!!! Make sure to like and follow him. I'm sure he'd be ecstatic to see your comments and messages... well not really but he'll still respond. lol 

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Dave- Therapy

Soooo... I'm in Therapy...

Uh... I guess I'll start by saying, I'm Dave. I am being forced to deal with an incompetent quack therapist who claims I need an "outlet" for my "inner feelings", thus I'm writing this stupid online journal or whatever you choose to call it. The strategy for the survival of my sanity is that I shall comply with my superiors until they, they being my mom and dad, realize how completely pointless this whole "life assignment" thing is and that their shrink is nothing but a condescending college degree armed conman who points out people's petty problems for pennies. But until then this is my life right now so, lemonade.
According to the assignment I am now supposed to "express myself openly and honestly, without refrain." Well I guess I'll start by telling you how the appointment went. Ok, so I walked in and there's this Beluga whale sitting in this poor lazy boy, which in my opinion has been mercilessly abused for a considerable amount of time. Sigh... The chair abuse in this nation is just disgusting and i don't understand how no one is seeking justice this criminal act but one problem at a time, right? So he starts asking me questions about school and my family life, pretty much everything a serial killer would wanna know, and then he has me play this word game. The game is simple. He says a word and I quickly respond with the first word that comes to mind. Now I understood right away that the point of this game was to analyze my psychological state and for him to get a glimpse at what kind of subconscious thoughts i may have. Armed with this knowledge I thought it be funny to mess with him. So for nearly 15 mins, we went back and forth. He's saying the cheesiest crap he can come up with, I'm saying the creepiest crap I can come up with.m It was like two Sumo wrestlers who were equally matched, just seemingly hugging each other in the middle of the ring. Translation, it wasn't going anywhere.
 I guess after a certain point, he either figured I was joking or stopped to compile a profile on me, expecting either a highly paid attorney or the FBI to come in and collect it in about 6 years. The attorney would probably need it as an asset to my insanity plea, but I don't know. Either way it goes, we'll cross that bridge when we get there. So anyways, after he gave me the card of a criminal psychologist along with advisory that I add an addition session with him a week, he told me to make a web journal which will enable me to express myself freely, how opening myself up to others will help blah blah blah whatever. 

So yeah, I'm in therapy.


Click here to read the next post of Emo Dave:http://thewriter4hire.blogspot.com/2014/06/dave-i-hate-wallmart.html


Hey guys, I sincerely hope you enjoyed my Dave character trial. If you'd like to see more of Dave's online journal and see his story play out, please leave a comment, letting me know what you thought and what you'd enjoy to see from my budding blog. Thanks so much for reading and there's plenty more to come ;)
-Bri 

If I Had a Nickel for Every time I...

Things that if i got paid for, would make me filthy stinking rich!.

• pressing quit and retry on candy crush
• sing a song that I don't really know and make it through by lightly mumbling through the verses and religiously belting out the chorus
• walk upstairs to get something and forget what it was by the time I reached the top
• not being able to find my phone though it's sitting in plain sight
• looking at my games list, trying to decide between Halo Reach and Halo 4... and always picking Halo Reach
• reaching for my drink, when I'm dying of thirst, forgetting that I've already finished it and being left to suffer the utter disappointment
• having my headphones on, full blast, while someone is talking to me, unaware that I can't hear them because I am nodding and gesturing as if I am listening to and understand what they are saying
• when I freak out about an item at the store, but suddenly lose all interest upon seeing it's price tag

Just a quick view of my personal struggle lol