Country music and kinky spam ladies
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In keeping with the tradition of latching onto things way after they've become popular, I finally created a MySpace page last night.
It still seems like something high schoolers should enjoy more than adults, but I act like a high schooler about four days out of every week, so I thought it was still a good idea.
Check it out - myspace.com/powelltime.
Add me as your friend.
Right now my page is really boring and ugly because I don't know how to spruce it up, but I think I'll figure that out before too long. Maybe even by the time you read this column.
To make it more entertaining, I think I'll throw some pictures of me at the beach on there. Or maybe put up a video of me doing the moonwalk.
That's the kind of stuff normal people put on their MySpace pages, right?
The reason I formed the page is because last weekend was fairly depressing. I'm not exactly sure why - I did a lot of things and had fun each day, but I came away from the whole process feeling a bit down.
I figured having a MySpace page would help because I could see pictures of all my friends on there and send them messages, and that would get me happy again.
But one day after creation, most of my buddies haven't "accepted" me as a friend yet.
Still, I'm in a better mood because I've already received numerous invitations to be friends with really good-looking girls who say they love to talk dirty and that they have some risque pictures of themselves posted on a Web site.
I just have to click on the link provided to see all the pictures.
All of these girls tell me I look really sexy, and they say they don't normally ask random guys to be their friends but they just couldn't resist sending a message to me.
Here's one I just got from Liz a few minutes ago:
" So I really have no clue how I ended up on your page ... but I'm happy I did. You are gorgeous. lol. Just wanted to say hello and thank you for giving me something nice to look at this morning."
Oddly enough, a lot of them don't really talk in specific terms - they often say generic things like, "My dad just got a job in your town so we have to move there soon and I need friends who like to have a lot fun." But still, why nitpick the details when I'm getting messages from so many cool, young people.
I'm already friends with Evangeline, Victoria, Sasha and more. They're all real, right?
I bet they're all coming on the Goodtimes Cruise with me at 9 p.m. this Friday. I'll invite them as soon as I'm done writing this column.
I know I am going to Kelleys again this Friday. I've taken a few weeks off, but this week is a special cruise - it's the Margaretta Class of ë96 Reunion. Check out our Funcoast calendar if you don't believe me.
Granted, I didn't graduate from Margaretta High School and I didn't graduate in 1996, but I know someone who did both. Plus, the public is invited.
And just how often do you get to attend random 11-year High School Reunions? I know I never have before. So as not to scare people off, I want to make sure everyone realizes that this cruise is not limited only to Margaretta grads. We're all invited to join in and have some fun on the boat.
My friend Bryan will be there sans wife for the evening, so he'll be having a good time.
Also this weekend, I think I'm judging an amateur country singing contest Saturday night at the Erie County Fair.
I'm not positive how I got roped into doing this one, but I did. Now I'm just hoping there will be some sort of free food or cool prize as a reward.
Or maybe one of the other judges will be Anastasia Brown from that show "Nashville Star" on USA. She literally might be the prettiest woman ever.
I DVRed an entire season of that show even though I hate amateur singing shows and I'm really not a big fan of country music. But I had to watch every episode because I was transfixed by Anastasia. She's like one of those Sirens, and I'm like Odysseus.
I'm also like Odysseus in a lot of other ways. We're both heroic, and really strong, and courageous, and at one point in each of our lives, we had to make our way through a dangerous labyrinth to conquer a Minotaur.
If Anastasia Brown isn't at the competition, I'd settle for Cowboy Troy. He seems like one of those guys who always has a good time no matter where he is.
I just realized I've spent the last several paragraphs talking about people on a show that airs on USA that no one ever watches. Not exactly the best idea, but I've never really been known for my good ideas, anyway.
One last thought - you know what's so great about bananas? Since you don't eat any of the peel, you can drop a banana on the street or into a pile of mud, yet the inside of the banana is still unscathed, so it's perfectly acceptable to eat.
I dropped a banana onto the street as I was walking to my car today, and I was so happy I didn't have to throw it away.
That, combined with the thought of hanging out with Evangeline, Victoria, Sasha, Anastasia Brown and Cowboy Troy this weekend, has suddenly put me back in an excellent mood.
POWELL'S PICKS
TAKE TO THE GOODTIMES CRUISE TO KELLEYS, 9 p.m., Friday night.
If you see me there, ask me about the Minotaur story. It's an interesting one.
ATTEND THE COUNTRY COLGATE SHOWDOWN, 8 p.m., Saturday at the Erie County Fair.
If you see me there, ask about the time I outsmarted that Cyclops. That was crazy.
CHECK OUT THE COCOBEANOS, Wednesday at the Fair, Friday night at Cabana Jacks or Saturday night at Lyman Harbor.
If you see guitarist Scott there, ask him about that time he deposited a check for me at Fifth Third Bank. That was crazy, too.
HEAD TO THE KELLEYS ISLAND FILM FESTIVAL, Friday through Sunday at the Kelleys Island Pavilion.
There's nothing like some talking animals and British humor to put you in a good mood. You can find it all at this festival.
And if you're willing to drive a little ...
GO TO SCREAMFEST, 9 p.m. Thursday at Cleveland State University.
Ciara is performing there. She hasn't asked to be my MySpace friend quite yet, but give her some time. She'll cave in eventually.
You know what's weird? I just searched, and Odysseus doesn't have a MySpace page yet. Maybe we're not so similar after all. E-mail me at editor@funcoast.com.
