Samwell-- a Milwaukee icon, like Harleys and BeerSo my friend helped produce this short film screened at the Milwaukee International Film Festival, and asked me to come and check out the show. I saw a compilation of mostly bad short films. The high school student-written one (Small Talk) was one of the best, probably because someone bothered to write it. Many of the films seemed to be simply videotaping maybe twenty hours of complete crap, and then editing it down to twenty minutes of complete crap (about nothing).

Worst in show was 18/20 Hours, mainly because it really felt like we were watching some UWM student, who really needed therapy sessions instead of film classes, for 18 or 20 hours. Like ten of the minutes were us watching her drive alone in her car, and she was so not sexy.

Admittedly, production quality and acting was not terrible. In fact, acting was fairly good, considering the fact that nobody even paid their actors. But mostly, it was actors just doing things, and even good actors can’t create meaning out of just doing things. That said, I simply cannot get Samwell’s song "What What (In the Butt)" out of my head. The rhymes were simplistic, and the video was cheesier than Dairy Day at a county fair, but here I am still thinking about it. I don’t find men sexy, but something about Samwell dancing was almost alluring. Worse, for most of the video, there are three of him dancing and smiling knowingly at the camera. Now I find myself saying “What what?” when someone says something I don’t understand. Sometimes I  hum the beat while in church. I even sing a few lyrics from time to time—mainly the refrain, since I didn’t even realize any other lyrics existed until after I watched it a few times on Youtube.

Apparently I’m not alone, because when I started playing related videos, I found that many people are intrigued by the song. Feel free to listen and watch, but I’m warning you that if you can’t get the stupid song out of your head, or if you suddenly become gay, please don’t blame me.

 

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American Dreaming With Dan Brubus Keep driving your SUVs, people, because we’re about make history! I knew my Lord and savior Jesus Christ was on my side when I decided against going to Miami to take a job with a competitor. “Yeah, the weather sucks here,” I reasoned, “and the girls aren’t nearly as hot, but I can afford a Brookfield mansion for less than a million bucks, and still have enough left over to stock my garage.” Anyhow, the great weather is about to come to me, so I’ll be retiring at about 55 with more money in the bank than you’ll make in a lifetime, and beautiful weather, as well. What do we have to thank for all this? Global warming, of course.
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President Bush, in a startling use of language last week, properly used a multi-syllabic word in a sentence. Describing newly declared Presidential candidate Senator Barack Obama as "articulate," Bush successfully made the attempt to string together several words without bumbling. As it turned out however, supporters of Senator Obama, couldn't appreciate the historic occasion.

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