September 2007
September 2006
August 2006
July 2006
April 2006
March 2006
February 2006
January 2006
December 2005
November 2005
September 2005
August 2005
July 2005
June 2005
May 2005
April 2005
March 2005
February 2005
January 2005
December 2004
November 2004
October 2004
September 2004
August 2004
July 2004
June 2004
May 2004
April 2004
March 2004
February 2004
January 2004
December 2003
November 2003
October 2003
September 2003
CHECK US OUT AT SI.COM Extra Mustard, KIIS FM Chicago, Pandasmash, IFILM, YouTube and more. I must take the media down as my site has been bombarded with hits. . .
Now for the first time on JeremyRound.com is VIDEO!!
Here is our original video created by Sam Greenspan of Pandasmash.com:
And after we posted to YouTube.com we also saw that there was ANOTHER video that someone had made with our song. Check out the other video at YouTube.com
Please pass the music on. People are really enjoying the song and videos!!
COMING SOON SONG FOR DOWNLOAD! Update soon!
This new mp3 marks the collaborative works of Glen Warren (producer), Sam Greenspan (co-writer), and myself (vocals and co-writer/creator). I wrote this song not because I am a Cubs fan (the furthest thing from it really) but because I stumbled upon the obvious and easy parody of the very popular Umbrella. I think any casual baseball fan will really get a kick out of this song. Major credit goes to Glen for a spot on recreation of the original. Enjoy!
Lyrics:
[VERSE 1]
This may be the year
We don’t cry in our beer
Raise the W high
‘Been 99 years, its time.
Holy Cow cause the North Side
Is standing tall with pride
Now that our boys can win
Woo-woo can wear a grin
Because
[CHORUS]
When October comes
We’ll be at Wrigley
Soriano and Lee will be getting jiggy
The Riot has hit the ground running
We all know
Barrett had it coming (Smack sound – “Ouch”)
Now the odds look better than ever
Doesn’t hurt that we’re in the Central (“.500”)
We can win it with our sweet fella
The Pennant is in site thanks to Piniella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Take us there lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)
[VERSE 2]
La Russa is a drunk
Ozzie Guillen es uno punk
Lou puts them all to shame
Throwing bases and taking names
Riggleman couldnt get her done
Dusty Baker was not the one
But now stars are in place
For the NL Pennant Race
Because ...
[CHORUS]
Kendall was such a key replacement
We’ve got Bartman chained down in the basement
Zambrano and Hill will mow you down
Then Ramirez will send a ball down town
Jaque Jones will flash some leather
We hear Mark Prior’s getting better
So what if our bullpen isn’t stella
We can still win with our Lou Piniella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Take us there lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)
[BRIDGE]
Love it when you storm the field
Scream at the blue until you’re red
Throw second base, oh lou
Kick your hat, you stud
Lou’s got us excited about the crown
Won’t let Rex Grossman get us down
[CHORUS]
When October comes
We’ll be at Wrigley
Prince Fielder is clearly pigly
I’m getting good vibes from kerry wood
When’s the last time the Brewers were any good
The cards are such a weak teama
I mean Who starts Yadier Molina
Sweet Lou even made the Devil Rays swella (“Sorta”)
Cubs will win it all with our Lou Piniella
(Ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Under sweet lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh)
Take us there lou piniella
(ella ella eh eh eh eh eh eh)
Cubs win (win)
Ooo baby we winna winna
la russa’s such a wino
Fonteno may be the next ryno
Go Cubbies (Resign Henry Rowengarder)
Ooo baby don’t need no sosa
His cork and cream wont do
we will win under Lou
If I had taken the time to write down all my goals for the time off between work and school the list would have probably looked like this:
Learn Spanish
Pick up golf
Get in great shape
Finish my screenplay(s)
Perform and sell off remaining albums
Read and complete some prep work for b-school
Etc. . .the list goes on and on.
Well fast forward to Labor day and here I am. I have travelled the country over and can now triple bogy most holes. I have read half of the cartoon guide to statistics and have learned enough to know I have a lot to learn. I never once picked up a guitar nor did I start revising a script.
On the plus side I can now inquire, "donde esta el bano?" though I probably will not understand the response. I can also now run a few miles and am still able to walk the following day. The summer wasn't entirely a waste.
Truth be told, this once in a life time extended vacation was put to great use. Though I failed to knock off many of my initial goals, I accomplished so much more with my time than I had thought possible. Instead of peddling my records at the 3rd Street Promenade, I was able to hold my nephew Sam (now 4 months old) back in Chicago for the first time. Rather than finishing a movie concept that at second thought seems to be a comedic version of the poorly received Lucky You starring Drew Barrymore, Eric Bana, and Robert Duvall, I stood next to my best friends as they said their marital vows.
So though I did not finish what I originally had set out to do with my summer I would not change a thing. Sure I could have already known how to utilize a decision tree to make a difficult quantitative analysis but then I might not have learned what became of Voldemort.
This was written for my cohorts at UCLA. Enjoy.
Dear Class of 2009,
The competition that we were told would be absent from of our day to day lives at Anderson not only exists but has already begun. A community known for collaboration, shared thought, and valuing the collective before the individual has already started an intense battle amongst its members. This war is not being waged on the traditional MBA terrains. It is not a race for a highly coveted internship, nor is it to receive widespread academic accolades and recognition. No, this fight is being fought with frequent flier miles and on Orbitz. Our future classmates are armed with "Let's Go" Guidebooks and won't back down until they've seen it all.
When I first started reading about all of the incredible adventures the class of '09 plans to embark upon in the months before b-school begins I became a bit envious. While some of you raft down the Amazon in search of new species of butterflies and others work in ice fishing communities in Antarctica, several of your colleagues will continue to toil away wishing to hold on desperately to income or perhaps even more importantly maintain their health insurance to the very last second.
I do not belong to either party. I will not be climbing Kilimanjaro nor will I be redesigning the operations budget to allow for an expansion of marketing efforts to target 39 year old hermaphroditic blind gymnast immigrants (a very valuable market segment). I have ended my working days but I am not able to travel to the far corners of the Earth. So if time isn't the issue, is it the money? No, world travel would just be a drop in the bucket compared to the debt we've all agreed to take on. Nope time and money are not my problem. My problem is my free time is already booked up. This summer I am a professional wedding guest.
So get excited because there is a good chance that my domestic travels will bring me soon to a town near you. And remember while you're sipping wine and enjoying a sunset after climbing to the summit of K2, that I'm probably in Omaha enjoying Billy Idol, an open bar, and another helping of wedding cake.
Until then happy trails to you jet setters . . . take pictures and enjoy!
Jeremy