:)

Did you know that THOUSANDS of kids go to college in their pajamas...every day? Wow. I had no idea. I guess when I go to class naked in a month, I won't be the only one.

Oh hey, how's it going? I guess I shouldn't be so vulgar anymore, now that the Indy Metro Boys are famous!

For those of you that frequent the IMB page, but haven't heard yet, David and I were on the radio last night, with Charlie Holcomb. It was a blast, and it was the perfect end to a perfect day. I was pretty nervous going in, but once I had finished saying "Hey-oh!" for some reason and (allegedly) yelling into the microphone, it was a really good time.

If you missed it, I'd try to do a play-by-play for you, but it was basically just David and me saying ridiculous things into a microphone for two hours. We plugged our blog, and we plugged our twitters (@jweezy206 and @KNasty300) and I thankfully did not say anything inappropriate, and it was a mission accomplished.

In other news, I've spent probably 11 hours over the past two days playing Green Day: Rock Band. I'm not really sure if that's a bad thing though. No big deal or anything, but I got 98% on expert vocals for Jesus of Suburbia, which is nearly 10 minutes long. I'm a champion.

Speaking of songs that are nearly 10 minutes long, listen to this song. I love it so much. I want to take it on a date. I'd like to thank my fellow Green Day: Rock Band bandmates David Keller and Ali Ward for introducing me to this band. I'm already in love.

So that's about it for now. The MLB trading deadline just passed. I hate that the Braves and Yankees got good players, and I hate that the Mets didn't get anybody good. Is it really too much to ask that they get Albert Pujols? I don't think so.

I probably won't post again for a while, unless I do it sometime tomorrow, because I'll be in the middle of woods for the next week. It's kind of hard to post, unless I yell really loudly to someone and they type it up for me. P.S. that won't happen, so I'll be on hiatus this week. Hopefully KNasty will pick up the slack?

See you in a week!

J-Weezy

After Midnight.

Hey it's David. I'm currently enjoying some pizza rolls and lemonade on the top bunk with my bestest friends, Josh Wachtel and Alice Ward. Hey Al. Hey Josh. Okay, next topic.

Dont forget, Joshua and I will be on 98.7 WQME tonight from 12am-2am with our great friend Chuck Taylor (aka Charlie Holcomb). So check that out, and call in and chat and request junk. It'd actually really mean a lot to us.

Soooo that's about it. Have a wonderful day and don't die. That is all.

Do you have the time to listen to me whine?

So yesterday at about 3:00, we had around 1,935 views on this piece of crap blog thing. One post later, we have 2,057. Whoaaaaaa

I'd like to give a big shout-out to that one kid that sat at his computer, reloading this page for hours and hours to make it look like a lot of people were reading. Even though this probably didn't happen, it's still funny to imagine.

I just got on twitter, and I saw that "Arizona Immigration Law" was trending. I was curious as to why, and apparently some federal judge blocked part of the law. Now, I'm too lazy to do any actual research to find out what happened, and with words like "preliminary injuction," "provision," and "illegal" in the story, I think you can see why. If you can't, then boo-hoo. Go cry about it elsewhere.

Seriously though, from what I know about the law, it's an absolutely ridiculous law. From what I gathered from the little I know about this law, basically if a police officer thinks that somebody looks like an illegal immigrant, they can demand to see their papers that prove that they are an American citizen, and if they don't have papers, they get in trouble in one way or another.

So basically, Arizona is Nazis. I guess that's good, that the home of the greatest baseball team in history and the second-best Point Guard in the NBA is run by Nazis. And by "good," I mean that it's terrible. But Judge Susan Bolton kind of agrees with me, I guess, since she blocked "controversial parts" of the law.

Now, I know what you're saying right now. "Josh, you didn't really do any research on this matter at all." "Josh, you're a dirty liberal and you are the downfall of America, Barack Obama is a terrorist, and Sarah Palin is the second coming of Christ." "Josh, you are so good looking, please date me."

Number one, I agree with you, I didn't really do any research. But keep in mind that this is a blog, and nobody really cares about it anyway.

Number two, I just called the FBI on you, and I'm not dirty. Also, Sarah Palin is lame.

Number three, it depends on what you look like. I only go out with hot girls.

Also, if you actually said any of that, then I probably incepted you. You know, like in the movie Inception? What a good movie. Go see it twice like I did.

I absolutely guarantee you can tell, but if you couldn't tell, I wrote this in less than 7 minutes. I'm not really even thinking about what I'm writing at this point, and like my esteemed co-counsel said in an earlier post, I'm still trying to kind of get back into blogging mode, even though I should be there already. Maybe I'll make another post about this law later, when I have more motivation. Maybe not. Such mysteries are part of the life of Josh Wachtel.

I know that I make jokes about how bad I am at stuff all the time, and it might be because I have low self-esteem and I want people to reinforce the notion that I do not suck at everything, but it might also be because I am bad at stuff. This post is not an example of a good performance by me. I'm trying to force myself to post every day, and some days are better than others. DEAL WITH IT.

Get a twitter, then follow me at @jweezy206, follow David at @KNasty300, follow this blog at @indymetroboys, and follow a bunch of other people at a bunch of other usernames.

Now playing -- I am not a good rapper, by Lil Wayne.

See what I did there? hehehe

Fame and Fortune!

For those of you who don't know anything about my life (everyone), I had a minor accident on Friday in my dad's van. By minor accident, I mean very very scary experience for a minute and then me being pissed at myself for a couple days. I'd love to excite you all with a play-by-play of what all happened during those 3 seconds of mayhem, but I can't. I couldn't stop in time and rear-ended a truck. Thaaaaat's about it. Let the rear-end jokes commence.

In other news, a very good friend of ours, Charlie Holcomb, has invited me and Josh to be on his radio show Friday night! Tune into 98.7 WQME Friday night from midnight to 2 am. Josh and I have no idea what to talk about so you guys should call in and chat with us (I'll tweet a phone number soon). Seriously. We need all the help we can get.

I passed another large milestone in my life a couple weeks ago: I ran over my first animal. By first animal, I mean first and second animal. At the same time. Tell me I'm not a champion. To those of you who live in Village Farms and drove by two raccoons lying near each other in front of Target, I apologize, but it was awesome and a chance I couldn't give up.

Another note: To all my Oak Hill friends that still read this blog (if any), I miss you guys and I'll try to be up a couple more times before school starts so we can kick it (I'm talking to you, BP).

Also, I've been having some very awesome, very random conversations with a new friend on Facebook. I know this probably isn't worth posting about, and I doubt she'll read this, but Sarah Presley, you're awesome and thanks for being there when I needed to chill out. You rock.

Sorry this post probably wasn't what you expected (or wanted), but I'm still trying to get back into the blogging routine. Bear with us, JWeezy and I both have huge posts in the works that will hopefully stir things up a bit.

Anyway, Shouts to Charlie, shouts to Sarah P, and shouts to Kathy, whose peanut butter cookies and random other desserts have kept me sane lately. I would've freaked out without my weekly fix! Have fun in SC and I miss you and the girls.

With that, I'll leave you people alone. Follow IMB on Twitter (@IndyMetroBoys), and if you don't have a Twitter, get one. Love.

-DK

Now Playing: Nothing, oddly enough.

Today's X103 experience

For those of you that follow me on Twitter or are Facebook friends with me, you'll probably already have heard this from me. I just drove my dad to get one of our cars, then I drove to the Westfield Public Library to drop the car off, then drove home. I listened to X103 throughout the voyage, and it was the best lineup yet.

Even though they played a song that I've never heard of (and I'm still not really sure what it was, but it wasn't that good), the songs they played were tremendous. Here's a run-down!

First, they played "In The End" by Linkin Park. Now, I know it's cool to hate Linkin Park, but they're still awesome. "In The End" is an oldie but a goodie.

Second, they played "Guerilla Radio" by Rage Against the Machine. Rage is awesome, and if you don't like them, stop reading now and go force yourself to like them. The best thing about this song is that it's on Tony Hawk's Pro Skater 2. The line "All hell can't stop us now!" is edited to "All money can't stop us now!" It's hilarious.

Third, they played "Everlong" by the Foo Fighters. I freaking love the Foo Fighters a lot, and I really think Dave Grohl might be one of my favorite musicians of all time. Probably not really, but he's an awesome drummer (he was in Nirvana, for those of you that don't know) and he's an awesome guitarist/singer too. I love him, his band, and this song. "Times Like These" is better though.

Then, they played some song that I didn't know and nobody cares about it.

After that bullcrap, they played "The Kids Aren't Alright" by the Offspring. The Offspring has been one of my favorite bands for quite a while, taking a backseat to Green Day and Sum 41 only, probably. Maybe Blink-182, but I think I like the Offspring more. Anyway, this is another old song, but it's still awesome. Grammatical failure aside, "The Kids Aren't Alright" is a great song.

Finally, they played "Dani California" by Red Hot Chili Peppers. Even though that's up there for the worst band name ever, RHCP is still awesome. "Dani California" is not my favorite song by RHCP, but it's still pretty awesome, even though hardcore fans probably don't like it a whole lot. I think "Otherside" is probably my favorite RHCP song, if you were wondering.

I got out of the car in the middle of "Dani California" even though I wanted to stay and listen to it. Unfortunately, it's about 7,000 degrees outside and I almost caught on fire from the heat, so I went in to my nice, air-conditioned house. I was still in shock about how great X103 has gotten since they stopped being a ROCK station and are now an Alternative station again, for the most part.

I just had to put it in writing!

Also, I went to bed at 1:00 last night, which is the earliest I've gone to bed this summer, and I woke up at 2:00 in the afternoon, which is the latest I've slept in this summer. I'm just practicing for college, I guess.

Time to focus all my attention on Family Feud, which is on from 3:00-some other time on the channel that is abbreviated as ION, which is 915 on my TV. This hot lady with a big chest is about to go on, which is kinda funny. DK would enjoy it :)

For the first part of Fast Money, an ugly lady got 35 points. Out of 5 questions, she got zero points for 4 of them. Needless to say, J. Peterman (who is the host, hilariously) should have her killed. Not really though, FBI, since you're probably reading this.

UHHHHHHHHHHHHHH BYE

There's no point in titling this

This blogging thing isn't going well. I thought that, by now, I'd have gotten the hang of it. Since it's summer and I hardly ever have anything to do, I thought that I would blog a lot more. But, here we are, with the last entry coming from 9 days ago, and it wasn't even written by me.

Instead of writing, I find myself playing Crazy Cabbie on Facebook, which is literally one of the most addicting games I have ever played in my life. In fact, it's so addicting that it should be on addictinggames.com. And I've been playing Family Feud a lot, but since they keep asking me questions like 'Name an actor that women would like to film a love scene with,' I've been playing that less lately.

Hilariously enough, by the way, the number one answer for that question? Mel Gibson. Irony at its finest.

I think my biggest problem with this whole blog deal is that I'm finding it hard to care enough about anything to write about it. I haven't gotten into the 'I don't have anything to write about, but I still am going to write something' state of mind yet. I'll get there eventually though. Maybe.

The worst thing about this is that, as those of you who religiously follow this blog know, I like to write about sports a lot. However, both of my favorite baseball teams (the only important sport that is happening now) are terrible, and I hate thinking about them. So I'd really rather not talk about them at all.

Me not wanting to talk about baseball really takes a lot out of this blog. I mean, I can only profess my love for Green Day and Paramore so many times. Speaking of that...

I LOVE GREEN DAY

I LOVE PARAMORE

See? It gets old after a while.

I will say that I have been listening to X103 a lot lately, and they've actually started to play real music that I actually like, as opposed to bullcrap like Bullet For My Valentine and Buckcherry (however, I did unfortunately hear Nickelback the other day) but I heard Weezer, Linkin Park, and Pearl Jam back-to-back-to-back one day. It was awesome. It made my entire day.

I had other stuff to say, but my brother was creepily standing directly over my shoulder. I can't write when people are doing that, so I had to take a break.

By the way, if you ever read a post by me in which I insult a band or say that a band "is bullcrap" or "sucks," please just know that that is my opinion. I once wrote an entire post about how I hate that people give their musical opinions as facts. I hate that, but I occasionally do it without even thinking. So, if you like BFMV or Buckcherry, I'd like to say two things: first, I'm sorry for insulting your musical tastes. Secondly, I'm sorry that you have such a bad taste in music.

I'm just tooooooooooo funny. But not really.

I guess that's it for now. If you stayed with this post until the end, comment on this and I'll give you a hug the next time I see you. That's a promise. You might have to remind me, but I'll try to remember.

BYEEEEEEEEEEEE

Confessions of a Teenage Drama Queen: the story of John Burge

DISCLAIMER (or something): Just so you know, this post was written by neither Josh nor David. This is called a "guest writer," or somebody that wants to express an opinion, but isn't cool enough to have his or her own blog. This was written by a young person named John Anthony Burge. John Anthony Burge, a 5'10, 150 pound human boy (I made up both of those numbers), apparently doesn't like things. Read about it below!

Oh, and we apologize for any harsh language or anything offensive or something. But seriously, if you're offended by something in this, maybe you shouldn't take yourself so seriously. We also apologize for what a hunk of crap this is. Just kidding!

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You know what really flattens my soda pop? Pop music. Just because a song gets stuck in your head for three days straight does not mean that song is a good one. For example, "F-R-E-E that spells 'free,' credit report dot com baby!"

Exactly.

But what are my kids going to be listening to when they're my age? Well, I'll tell you what they won't be listening to: The Black Eyed Peas. Or Nickelback, for that matter.

But really. Where are the giants of pop music today going to be in 10 years?

Well, let's see here. Miley Cyrus (or Hannah Montana, depending on which wig she's wearing) will most likely be here, Justin Bieber will probably be here, and Lady Gaga will most likely be getting another sex change or something. Gross.

Remember Soulja Boy? That was so long ago, right? That was in goddamn 2007. Pop music seems to change on a day-to-day basis, while my parents had to stomach "More Than A Feeling" approximately 12,000 times over the past 30 years.

My kids aren't even going to know what kind of music came out of the year 2000 because once a song has been listened to 600 times in a row by today's youth, it's tossed and they move on to the next hit single. The only things they'll know about this entire decade are glittery vampires and Crocs. Seriously?

Also, whatever happened to using instruments? No, Kevin Jonas, this doesn't count.

For all we know, today's most popular music could have been made by some computer nerd that I had a picture of, but the link was bad so none of you can see it.

Well, that's my rant for the day. Knibb High football rules!

I'm Back (I think)

Sooooo I suck, plain and simple. As previously stated by J-Weezy (whose 800 PR is 2:06, for the record), I haven't posted since May 6th, a.k.a. Josh's birthday. I've decided that my absence was a birthday gift to Josh so he could have the time to write a post that was worthwhile, instead of writing about the Mets, the Diamondbacks, and My Chemical Romance all the time. Clearly, he hasn't taken the opportunitites I've given him, so I've decided to swoop in and save the blog from the (still) certain demise it (still) faces.

There are no real reasons I haven't posted in over two months, and if anyone is even reading this anymore, I do apologize and I will be working as diligently as I was two months (and one day) ago. If that's what you'd like.

In other news, I work at Sky's Coffee now, so come see me there. IMAX 16. Upstairs. Do it.

That's about the extent of what's going on in my life right now, so I think I'll just share some short opinions with you people to get back into blogging form.

-I'm pissed that the Lakers won the Finals.
-Jimmy Fallon isn't that funny, but The Roots are awesome.
-I hope LeBron stays with the Cavs (even though what Joshua wrote happened).
-Alicia Keys is pregnant I guess. I wish it was mine.
-Oil spills can blow me.
-Kyle Overway might be a frisbee god.
-I'm now known on twitter as @KNasty300 and @IndyMetroBoys
-Read Thus Spoke Keith Hernandez (Even though he's about as frequent anymore as I am).
-My next post will be (hopefully) a little better than this one, but I need to go to sleep soon.
-Josh doesn't really suck at blogging, and I love him very much.
-Follow @CWizzy77, @JWeezy206, @PatrickRSebanc, @Dr_Pink_Glove, @LavenousCAM, and @CharlieHolcomb. For real.
-If you don't have Twitter, get one. It makes life easier.

Also, B.o.B. will be on Last Call tonight, but I'll be in bed. Someone tell me how that goes.

Vivan los Knicks?

I've heard a lot of tweets from celebrities and such that hint that LeBron James is going to announce that he will sign with the Knicks tomorrow on his SPORTSCENTER SPECIAL that is roughly 6 hours long.

Let me just be clear on this, before I get going. I've never known the Knicks to be a good team. I know that they used to be a good team, but I wasn't really into the NBA until like three years ago. I'm still not really into the NBA, but I'm learning.

Anyway, I've always felt sorry for the Knicks. I think it'd be cool if they returned to the elite ranks in the NBA. Also, I proclaimed that whichever team LeBron chose would become my new second-favorite team.

So if LeBron does end up signing with the Knicks (which is not set in stone by any stretch of the imagination, so this entire entry could be obsolete), I just want you all to know that I will be rooting for the Knicks. I'll always be a Pacers boy (actually probably not, since they do so many stupid things) but I will also root for the Knicks.

Don't accuse me of being a fair-weather fan, or I will fight you. And I will win.

Go Knicks! Maybe.

In other news, the Diamondbacks still blow, the Mets still are pissing me off, and Joey Votto got royally shafted by the All-Star team. Seriously. How is Ryan Howard on this team, but Joey Votto isn't? Click on their names to compare their stats this season, and you'll see why I'm so mad about this. If you're as lazy as I am, then just read this: Votto is better than Howard in literally every offensive statistic that's important: batting average, home runs, on base percentage, OPS, and slugging percentage. The only thing Howard has over Votto is one more RBI.

In essence, the Phillies and Charlie Manuel suck.

That's pretty much it for now. David still hasn't posted since May 6, so it's been more than two months. Based off that information, Josh > David.

Now playing -- Cancer, My Chemical Romance