To Whom It May Concern

To Whom It May Concern (read - Dustin, Theresa) :

It has come to my attention that the two of you have links to our blog on your respective blogs. This is a practice that I will always encourage, as the world needs to be known of our amazingness. Kudos on that.

However, both of you have Kyle's name listed before mine in the name of the link itself. This is unacceptable. It is an undisputed fact that I am the Xena of the duo, and he is the Gabrielle. I mean, for one, he has blonde hair. Secondly, he is a bard and I am a warrior. And most importantly, he's younger than me, and Gabrielle is younger than Xena. Clearly I am the Xena, and therefore the alpha male, and therefore my name should come first.

I'd appreciate it if you could all change your blog links immediately. This is of the UTMOST importance. We can't have people assuming anything that shouldn't be assumed.

Regards,

- Matt

Sunset Blush Presents...

What would a blog be without a fashion column? Well honey, I'm here to give you just that. Of course, this isn't just an ordinary fashion column -- this is a HOTT FASHION BLOG. What's a hott fashion blog? Basically, it's a blog dealing with the hottest fashion trends and celeb styles. So guuuuurls, strap on those arm warmers and quilted skirts and let Sunset Blush take you on a fashion journey.

DO WEAR A WHITE PANT SUIT

The pant suit. A staple in any woman's closet. Why don't more women wear these hott articles of clothing? Could it be the horrible stigma attached to these ensembles? Probably. But honey childs, you gotta wear these. Don't worry, nobody will think you're a lesbian... Just don't wear them with tennis shoes. Then you really do like vag.

Unsure about which shoes to wear? Just go barefoot. Check out Melissa Etheridge with her wife Tammy Lynn below. That's a definite fashion DO. HEY GURL. Unsure about the color you should choose? Don't be. Always go with white. White white white. White pant suits are sophisticated and HOTT. Trust me. I know. Or you can go with gray, but I recommend always white.

Check out Ellen DeGeneres in her white pant suit with tennis shoes. It takes a real woman to pull that off.

Rosie's wife Kelly only pulls off the gray pant suit because it has the collar popped out. Tres chic!


Melissa looks the best in her all-white pant suit with bare feet. Every woman should go with this look! I mean, honeys, check out the extra long sleeve on that suit. That's so in right now!

DO WEAR OVERPOWERING PRINTS

What is better than expressing your love for prints? Nothing, actually. Well, except white pant suits. Here's a tip, ladies: Don't be afraid of prints. If you love flowers -- wear flowers!! If you love horses -- wear horses!! Nothing expresses one's personality more than prints! 2007 is all about prints, prints, prints. Remember: Nothing says fashion like costume jewelry, so dress up those prints with costume jewelry! Check out these fine ladies expressing their individual personalities!

Dolly Parton indicates that she really is a jungle woman! Her leopard print shows that she has had much experience in the jungle where she grew up! No wonder she likes prints so much!

Jessica Tandy of the hott film Driving Miss Daisy sports a flower printed jacket. Obviously, Miss Tandy must love gardening! The only thing to make Jessica's ensemble better would be a nice, large, gaudy necklace.

Of course, Miss Tori Spelling is channeling the Patchwork Girl in her multi-colored day dress. Perhaps this dress is an expression of her patchy childhood, or maybe Tori Spelling actually likes quilting! Who knows? But she looks like a true fashionesta!!

That's my column for today, readers. I hope you enjoyed it. Of course, I'll be back soon with more fashion do's and don'ts. Just remember... Fashion is an expression of your womanhood! So gurrrrls, you better work!

Love always,

Sunset Blush

[Note: Originally written by Kyle. Posted by Matt due to X-Treme Formatting Issues.]

Spring Break 3

To answer a few questions left in a previous comment by one Ms. Emily Berens... No, I am not aware of a large population of Xena/Buffy/ABBA enthusiasts in the world, but I wouldn't be surprised if there was one. The three seem to go together well in my mind, at least. Also, the homosexual tones between Xena and Gabrielle are not always as extreme as the ones depicted in the video on a previous post, but they increase tremendously as the series progresses and the show's writers learn to cater to the hopeless Xena/Gabrielle shippers.

...Maybe I'll write about what a shipper is in a future post.

Kyle left to go back to his hometown of Amherst, OH today. That means that I no longer have anyone to go to the graveyard with at two o' clock in the morning. However, I will try to stand strong in his absence. He will be back on Saturday, and perhaps we can make a visit to our old friend Chauncey's grave then.

Until then, I'm going to keep my head up by thinking about the hottest new television show this fall:

Spring Break 2

So here we are. Spring Break 2007. Instead of swimming in the ocean or getting drunk on the beaches of Cancun, Matt and I are stuck in Bowling Green, Ohio. It's okay though. It's pretty fun. What have we done so far? Not much. And that's the way we like it. Here is a list:

• Finished Season 2 of Xena: Warrior Princess. Fantasized about Cupid.
• Watched a lot of Angel Season 2. Fantasized about Darla.
• Had an adventure in Perrysburg and Toledo. We went to Levis Commons and Best Buy.
• Ate with the Horn parents and heard a lot of funny stories.
• Watched a lot of YouTube videos.
• Scanned Lord of the Rings: The Return of the King for its sad parts.
• Did many Xena impressions.
• Mourned Chauncey Powell.
• Did hand motions to many songs, including Annie Lennox's "Into the West."
• And much more!

Who knows what is in store for the rest of the week??! Probably not too much since I am going home in a day or so. However, for now I will leave you with these amazing pictures.

Matt Horn is a member of the Pink Ladies.

Matt does his signature "Lydia blow"

Spring Break 1

It's Spring Break in sunny Bowling Green, and Kyle and I are quite possibly the only people left in town. "The streets are bare and everywhere the trees are full of strangers..." Wait, that's not right. Oh well, nobody probably got the Les Miserables reference anyway.

I figured I'd start out the Spring Break 2K7 spirit on this blog by offering up a brief summary of what Kyle and I accomplished over Winter Break 2K6/2K7. Call it what you will. I call it fun.

One late December evening, I looked out the window and realized that the world had been enveloped by a thick shroud of Silent Hill-esque fog. Being the inquisitive young men that we are, Kyle and I decided to wander out into the night to experiment with how digital cameras react to the presence of fog. (Or, I wanted an excuse to act stupid in the middle of nowhere.) Observe the results:



Clearly this whole "taking pictures in the fog at night" thing was the smartest idea anyone's come up with to date. I find the bottom picture disturbing. You can see Kyle looking like he's ready to kill something, if you squint your eyes and use your imagination.

As Winter Break dragged along, Kyle and I became desperate for new and exciting activities. Playing with Barbie dolls seemed like a good idea at the time:

In hindsight, I suppose I should have figured that we would end up dismembering at least one of the dolls and posing them both in strange positions around the incredibly ugly "gay Shakespeare" statuette I got for Christmas from my grandfather. And no, don't ask me why I had Barbie dolls lying around my apartment. I don't have an explanation for you.

Later on, Kyle exercised his arts-and-crafts know-how by connecting the naked, dismembered torsos of the two Barbies together with a severed arm, tying their hair together into a multicolored bun, inverting their plastic breasts, and calling them Siamese twins with an unfortunate pectoral birth defect. Additionally, their dresses made nice cozees for the Zima we imbibed a few weeks later while scrapbooking. Unfortunately, we didn't take any photos of those excellent events for posterity's sake.

But I did manage to snap one of Kyle looking gorgeous after affixing all of the Barbie hair clips to his own shaggy mane:

Other events of Winter Break included walking the trails near the Wood County Historical Society while pretending to be Amazons, conjuring countless numbers of genuinely terrifying inside jokes, and watching immense quantities of Angel.

I'm sure that Spring Break 2K7 will hold some amusing activities, all of which will be described here in great length, for anyone wondering what kinds of sinister, malevolent things we occupy ourselves with when nobody else is around.

The Epistemology Of The Crossover

The crossover. Probably the best thing EVER.

What is a crossover? A crossover is anything dealing with two or more things. Usually these "things" are elements of entertainment or popular culture. A common example of a typical crossover would be the Buffy/Angel crossover or Xena/Hercules crossover. These involve story lines and/or characters going from one show to the next. For example, the Season Four episode of Buffy, "Pangs," is a crossover with the Angel Season One episode, " I Will Remember You." "Pangs" features Angel going to Sunnydale to help Buffy, and "I Will Remember You" deals with Buffy going after Angel in L.A. There you have it. A typical crossover.

However, some crossovers, which I will call "Hott Crossovers" feature a crossing over of characters, plots, and situations that do not go with the universe in which they are being crossed. These Hott Crossovers manifest themselves in fanfiction, fanvids, and homosexual college males obsessed with multiple television shows, films, and bands. Examples? A Buffy/Xena Crossover fanfic, a Grey's Anatomy/Lost crossover, or even an ABBA/Veronica Mars crossover.

Now that you know about these crossovers, I would like to give you some concrete examples to aid you in understanding the hottness of them:

Here is a Buffy/ABBA crossover fanvid. Hott.



Here is a Xena/ABBA crossover fanvid.



Okay, here is another HOTT crossover: Grey's Anatomy/Lost . Meredith x Jack = OTP.



Hmmmmm. I found another gem. Veronica Mars/ Harry Potter Crossover!!!! Oh, even better, the song is Angel of Mine.



Hahahah. A Lost/Firefly one.



And finally, an extra hott Grease/ High School Musical Crossover



We love crossovers. We also love fanvids. Check out http://www2.blogger.com/www.fanfiction.net for crossover fanfics!

A Brief Explanation

Can we talk for a minute about life?

Life is bland, life is boring, but life is also fun. Life is whatever we want to make it. We can sit around watching television shows and talking online all day long (read: me), study incessantly in hopes of getting a good GPA, or just get drunk and follow the other Matt Horn around Uptown every night. Regardless, life is pretty much same-old, same-old most days. Not that that's a bad thing -- I don't think I would enjoy my life as much of there were constant dramatic tragedies taking place.

Anyway, this leads me to my point, which is that in lieu of actually having dramatic tragedies in life, I prefer to live on vicariously through others' trauma. More specifically, television shows. Yes, I am still very much in touch with reality (at least, I think so), but for some reason I enjoy musing about the possibility of an alternate reality where all my favorite TV show characters are real and have a continuing presence in my life. I know what you're thinking. Shut up. Everybody daydreams. Maybe not about the possibility of hooking up with Sandra Oh on a gurney at Seattle Grace, but everyone daydreams.

I was going to write a lengthy post about my idea of the perfect day (featuring all my favorite people, real, made-up, and from TV), but I decided that I should just offer a brief explanation of my sometimes-borderline-psychotic behavior instead. I feel I owe that much to my friends, who are constantly forced to put up with Kyle and I creaming our pants about Callisto, imitating Bailey's orders to the interns, discussing the merits of "Dr. Jack Shepard x Dr. Derek Shepard OTP," and throwing imaginary chakrams around the dance floor at parties.

Now that I've paused for a brief but important grounding in reality, you can all rest assured that Kyle and I aren't nearly as insane as you might think from listening to us.

Okay, so we are, but we're harmless. I think.