All '80s, all the time.

Can you name these hair bands? I'll be nice and give you a hint for the first one with the picture.

If you get half, I'll be impressed.

These are the people that run the free world...

It's a sad commentary when you refer to last year as the good old days, Dubya. Don't get me wrong though, the whole clip is actually pretty hilarious. I've always maintained that G-Dub would be fun to take to the bar - you know he'd get a couple drinks in him and start having a hell of a good time. Whether he should run the country, well, that's a different conversation.

Either way, it doesn't matchup with this one. Speaking as a fellow white guy, Karl, (and one who can dance a lot better than you can), please never do this again. Stick to screwing up the country...at least you're good at that.

Kelvin, Kelvin, Kelvin

Well, it's been kind of a slow week so far, but today's an important day - it's the anniversary of the immortal and crazy drunken debauchery of Kelvin Sampson Tuesday. It started out innocently enough, with me, Danielle, and Rene looking for a way to skip out of class (plus Danielle's batch of Kelvin hater-ade). So we decided to hit up G-Man to have just one drink. Somehow it ended up multiplying and multiplying. I can't imagine why.

Throw in another six hours of drinks, and plenty of guests joining the party, and you have one hell of an awesome night.

So to two of my favorite women, happy anniversary! I'll drink a creamsicle for both of you.

Crazy Like a Fox

OK, so I know that this is a little bit old, and that a couple of you may have already seen this, but now that I'm blogging again, it's worthy of being posted. (That, and I'm resisting the temptation to write a 2000-word blog about how much Aaron Gray sucks. Honestly, the GM who picks him in the draft should be fired on the spot.)

Anyway, here's the video. It just makes me feel better.

Who's #1?

So, when you have a spare couple hours here or there, you've got time to catch some good TV. Since I have that kind of time lately, I watched VH1's 100 Greatest Songs of the '80s the other day. Here's the top 10, with a few thoughts of my own. What do you think?

10. AC/DC - You Shook Me All Night Long

Actually, I'd forgotten this song was actually in the '80s. It struck me as mid-to-late '70s. But it's 1980. And with that, it deserves to be on the list.

9. Aerosmith/Run DMC - Walk This Way

The song that started the "crossover" era.

8. Madonna - Like a Virgin

Wonder if this song would be quite as famous as it is if it wasn't for the VMA performance (both back then and the Britney one a few years back). Still, it's her biggest song ever, and so it has be here. No arguments.

7. Guns 'n Roses - Sweet Child of Mine

When you think classic '80s hair band power jam, this pretty much covers it. Probably could've been higher than where it ended up, in part because...

6. Hall and Oates - I Can't Go for That

...this song's here. Um, no. When they played this video, they should have played "Which one of these is not like the others" in the background. Just an awful choice. You're right, VH1, I can't go for that.

5. Prince - When Doves Cry

This song's a favorite of mine, at least in part because I think I heard it about 2,000 times living in Baldwin freshman year at Allegheny. And any time you can hear a song that reminds you of being 18 and being able to do whatever the hell you wanted, it's all good.

4. Michael Jackson - Billie Jean

A classic. Arguably the best song off the biggest album of the decade. It's hard to top a CD that has 3 monster songs (Billie Jean, Thriller, Beat It), 2 underrated songs (Wanna Be Startin' Somethin' and The Girl is Mine), and 2 huge guests (McCartney and Van Halen). Should have been higher.

3. Duran Duran - Hungry Like the Wolf

A quality song, covered in amazing fashion by my boys Reel Big Fish (though if you want their best cover ever, it's Take on Me). If you want a less-known but equally strong Duran Duran song, check out "Wild Boys."

2. Def Leppard - Pour Some Sugar on Me

Though I'm hot, sticky sweet, from my head, to my feet, this song was never a huge favorite of mine. But a lot like Sweet Child of Mine, it's got that timeless vibe that tons of people like. It should be in the top 10, but I think I'd flip it with Billie Jean.

1. Bon Jovi - Livin' on a Prayer

The unofficial law school theme song. This song will still be killer 50 years from now.

Sadly, my personal favorite just missed the top 10, coming in at #11. Have no fear, though, your dose of Steve Perry is right here.

Home Spun

Well, after months and months (and months) of inactivity, I figured it was time to give the blog another go. So, here's the 15 second recap of what you've missed since last time:

I graduated. I took and passed the bar. I finally moved back to Pittsburgh. I took a lot of vacations (where I drank a lot of fruity drinks). I'm looking (and looking) for a permanent job.

Caught up? Good. Here's the longer version:

Moving back home to western PA for the first time since I was what, 18, was definitely something I was stoked about. I figured I'd get settled, take the bar, pray that I passed, and then get a job after a couple months. After all, since I figured I was on the inside track with my old job, it'd be settled sooner rather than later.

Well, it didn't turn out that way. I made the mistake (which I realize now) of putting all my eggs in one basket, and, when the job inexplicably collapsed months later, it put me behind the 8-ball. So since then, it's been a game of catch-up. Which brings me to the next point: how freaking awful the job process is. Typically, I'm not the kind of person who likes to publicly "flaunt" my virtues - I know what I've done, and I don't particularly like to broadcast to the world why I think I'm "better" than others - it seems unnecessary. But unfortunately, when you're a law student who went to school in central PA and are trying to get a job back here (where you're behind another 8-ball if you didn't go to Pitt or Duquesne), you don't have much of a choice. So I've been in the market of whoring myself out with resumes and trying to sound as fantastic as possible. While there's been mixed results and promises of short-term gigs, there's nothing permanent yet.

And while I know the full-time thing's coming, it drives me crazy. The biggest trick is living at home. Yes, I love my parents, yes, you can't beat the rent, and yes, it's great being near friends you haven't lived near for seven years, but being a 26-year-old at home doesn't exactly light up my life. Especially in a county where the elderly population is mind-numbingly high, and there's no growth. As we hit downtown for St. Patty's on Saturday (an entertaining day all its own!), it made me realize more and more that it's where I need to be. There's nothing wrong with being in the Pittsburgh area...as long as you're actually in or near the city.

So the hunt goes on, and the interviews keep on coming. I know I'm going in the right direction...it's just a hell of a long road getting there.