So yeah, that happened.
Saying that I'm a soccer "fan" would probably be considered a stretch. I don't really ever watch any soccer, and if it wasn't for video games, I probably wouldn't know any of the players. That is except for every four years when the World Cup rolls around. This year was no exception; I fell directly into the World Cup hype machine. I have been watching as much of this year's World Cup as I can, and last night's game between the United States and Ghana was a can't-miss event. There was so much build-up and anticipation for the game, it was finally show time. Here is a diary of my viewing experience:
Pre-Game: As Jürgen Klinsmann shakes hands with the coaching staff from Ghana, I started to feel the same jitters I feel when watching my favorite teams. I guess I do care about this game. I'm getting thirsty...
Moments Before Kick-Off: Okay, this thirst is starting to dominate my life. I can run to the kitchen real quick to drink, nothing happens in the first few minutes of the game.
0:34: As I stand in my kitchen, I hear a loud yell from the Ian Darke (ESPN play-by-play guy): "DEMPSEY!" Oh no, after waiting all this time for the game, I missed the big moment as Clint Dempsey knocks it in. That's okay though, the U.S. leads 1-0, that's all that matters.
Over the weekend, I went to see the Broadway national tour of Ghost the Musical. It stopped in Hartford, CT, June 12 through June 15, at The Bushnell as part of the theater's annual Broadway series.
A little background about the show: Ghost the Musical is based on the 1990 film "Ghost" starring Patrick Swayze, Demi Moore, Whoopi Goldberg, and Tony Goldwyn. The live, musical version first opened in the UK in 2011, before transferring to Broadway in April 2012. Shortly thereafter, the show launched its national U.S. tour, which is currently scheduled through August 2014.
Both the show and the film center on Sam and Molly, a young couple who are dealt an unexpected blow when Sam dies, leaving him trapped between two worlds. When Sam realizes Molly is in danger, he refuses to move on and instead turns to a psychic in order to communicate with Molly and ask her to avenge his death.
So how did the story translate onstage? Check out my review below to find out.
Please note: Major spoilers ahead!
The following is a guest article by Jason Kane.
2013 is coming to a close, which makes many look back on what an astounding year it has been. Great Britain welcomed a new prince, the Catholic Church welcomed a new Pope, and the world said goodbye to Nelson Mandela and Margaret Thatcher.
Pop culture had its share of highs and lows as well. From Miley Cyrus twerking on stage to the sad loss of Cory Monteith, it was a year we will never forget. Likewise, the year introduced song lyrics that will haunt us forever.
Worst Pop Lyrics
It's My Party - Jessie J
"Don't you get tired of being rude. / Aw, come on and give me a hug, dude."
The catchy pop song, "It's My Party," features a number of cringe-worthy lyrics, with the most egregious example appearing in the first verse. It's no "Tomorrow is Saturday and Sunday comes after," but it is close.
Full disclosure: I'm already a big Beyoncé fan. Waking up last Friday to see that Beyoncé had released a new album felt a little bit like an early Christmas gift. No promotion, no warning; Bey had basically put the album in my stocking with a wink and a nod. At that, I'd have been pleased even if the album was just okay.
But it's not. It's better than okay; it's pretty incredible. I wanted to give it some time before I tried to review it because I knew I was riding so high off of the shock element... and the fact that her new album was finally here. But even after the surprise elements fade away, I haven't been able to turn this record off. The only other albums this year that have been like that for me have been Janelle Monae's The Electric Lady and Jay Z's Magna Carta... Holy Grail — so Bey is in good company.