Oh, Yes They Did! EPIC edition 11/17/08

Thanks to everyone who listened in tonight to "Oh, Yes They Did!" We got a record number of IMs (which basically means it was more than 2) so we were super excited. Here is the playlist in case you missed it:

1. Don't Dumb Down - The Rumble Strips
2. The Only Living Boy in New York - Simon and Garfunkle
3. New York City - T. Rex
4. It's Hard to Live in the City - Albert Hammond Jr.

Good lord! The most epic of Monday shows. As you may know, the ladies of OYTD spent the weekend in NYC tearin’ up the town. Candace hails from the city that never sleeps so they stayed at her place – hence all the reports from “my room” in our blipBack videos.

Now as you all know, we love us some Mark Ronson. Not only is he a fierce DJ and sick producer but he’s also extremely attractive, has an amazing wardrobe and a sexy British accent - the combination is an unbeatable ovary killer. Now we can't reveal all the details of the adventure (that will come in a later blog) What we can tell you is this: Valeria and I headed down to EVR on Friday and met two fellow lurkers (shout out to Sadie!)We made signs together to get his attention from the booth and it totally worked! We got to have our moment in the sun and be a part of the show for a hot second. We also got out picture cause y'all know - pics or it didn't happen. We also have audio proof. Check it out!


We just have to give a shout out to our girl Sadie – our fellow plate holder. We met her that night but we have a serious bond because of this experience. Our meeting was fate. We could have not completed our mission without 4 people to hold those plates.
Also big ups to Mark Ronson, Tennessee Thomas, Ricky Wilson, Charlie Waller, Blue Jemz and the whole EVR crew. Everyone was so gracious and nice –actually inviting us to be a part of the show for a hot second. EVR : Breaking hipster stereotypes one show at a time.

Now for what we all know YOU want to know about – Gold Medal Mel’s birthday party. Now I have to be honest when I say I was hella nervous before going to this. First of all, we knew we were going to be around swimmers so you KNOW you can’t be looking a fool. These people are in SHAPE. We were all so self conscious we were about to go buy ourselves some LZR Racers to wear underneath our clothes - smoothe that shiz out! Also, I was like GMM is a baller he ain’t gonna know who we are! Once we get to the party of course GMM is the first person I see but I’m too nervous to talk to him right away so we do a lap (no pun intended.) Of course like the idiot I am what do I do? I bump into GMM by accident – not how I wanted to introduce myself. But being the wonderful man he started to chat with us. Once we told him we were the girls from OYTD he said something along the lines of “let’s go to the back”- I thought either we’re going to be drugged and clubbed to death or something amazing is about to happen. We sit down with Mel and chat for a bit – the second we mention watching Lochte’s favorite film “The Notebook” before coming to the party, he whips out a camera because it’s “too good” not to have on film. Basically we were vlogging with the man himself. We have been catapulted into the blogosphere, y'all!

Now to who was AT the party. The two most important people we need to discuss are Matt Grevers and Erik Vendt. Matt Grevers was a gentle giant. He was an absolute sweetheart. Very sociable and talkative – definitely knows how to work it out where they walk, out there they run out there they stay all day in the sun. We sort of talked trash about Ricky Berens to him but it was all in good fun so he didn’t seem to mind. He was very gracious about taking a picture with us. We told him it was for our blog and he asked if we were going to write about his drunken antics - no no, none of that here (he wasn't actually drunk btw.) We also talked about how tall he was and asked if he was doing alright the the low ceilings. He said he was fine and we pointed out the fact that, being so tall, he could scope out the entire room just by turning around (“Oh I see that person over there in the northeast corner.) No grievances about Grevers but we MUST vent about Erik Vendt. Now I’m sure that Erik Vendt is really a nice guy on a normal day to day basis – from the videos and interviews I’ve seen of him this seems to be the case (even though he is the other man in the Phlochte bromance.) Mel’s lovely wife, Tiffany, informed us that he’s “shy” so maybe that’s why he was not pleased when Valeria started talking to him but he was giving off a vibe that was NOT cool. After just a few seconds of exposure to his bad-itude it became clear that Phelps’ love affair with Lochte developed because Vendt was probably an abusive boyfriend to our Phelpsicle. Mikey needs a man who can appreciate art of lil Wayne and the romance of ‘The Notebook.’ The kind of man who can openly admit he broke his ankle chasing his dog around. Sure Erik was probably sweet to Michael when cameras were around (as evidence by all post-swim hugging photos) but once he got a few drinks in him he’d be belligerent – putting Mikey down, telling him he doesn’t dress up for him anymore and maybe even saying "make me a sandwich, woman!" every now and again. No wonder Michael’s been slutting around on Lochte - he has trust issues because of his torrid affair with Vendt! Why do you think Michael started doing weights? SELF DEFENSE! I know you guys saw how ripped JLo got in "Enough" when her husband was beating her. Vendt is short but you should never underestimate a short man - They’ll go straight for the knees. We can't really blame Vendt for having a bad-itude. It must be difficult seeing your ex-lover cavorting around/hanging all over a delicious upgrade such as Lochte - heartbreak manifests itsself in interesting ways. We still got a picture - for you guys, for you! You should be thankful we did this because he was already very displeased with us and Mel pretty much had to blow a tranquilizer dart into his neck to get him to do it. Bless you Mel, bless you. (P.S. totally bitter about the fact that Vendt looks so cute in the picture. No wonder Phelps put up with his shenanigans for so long.) Check out Rudy Garcia-Tolson in our picture! He's a very accomplished athlete's whose gotten his fair share of medals at the Paralympics. He was very cool and chatted with Valeria for a bit. He also made us feel HELLA lazy when he told her he had run four miles that morning - we only watched "the Notebook." For those of you who are wondering, no, Lochte was not there. Of course he wasn't! Y'all know the boy is my unicorn - we can never be in the same room or the world will implode. Sorry to anyone who was at the party and wanted to see them some Lochte - you can blame me for that. And you know Phelps was up in NYC probably hanging out with some questionably attractive girls getting his drink on and eating Pizza (the kind he calls NY pizza but in actuality is just Pizza in NY.) As for bb Cullen, he was probably getting crunk with his boy Lochte. We can't hate him for that.

P.S. Y’all know we have been hating on Ricky Berens ever since he deleted us as facebook friends. Um… yeah no love for Mr. Berens. He shows up at the party with a “posse” of sorts, drank himself a soda and peaced. By the way, he was looking mad pale. I don’t know if it was the lighting or what but the Ricky I know is tan and delicious. This Ricky looked malnourished. He also looks like a total Bro. I can’t blame the kid, he does go to school in Texas so I’m sure that has something to do with his popped collar and Northface jacket. Basically he needed a spray tan and a new wardrobe. Also, I know he’s 19 but he looks like a BABY. Definitely cannot lust over bb Ricky anymore – he is a child. We should point out, however, that he was polite. Valeria accidentally bumped into him and he said sorry and “hello” to her. Can’t say the same for Mr. Vendt (feel the wrath!)

Do you want to kill yourself/drown your sorrows in a pint of Hagen Daaz? Listen to this. Later on in the night we got a chance to chat with Mel’s wife, Tiffany, and she told us about how they met. Apparently she met Mel through her ex boyfriend (scandalous!) They were friends for a little while and then they went to a film festival together in New York. The festival was a week – by the end of the week they were talking about when they were getting married and they were married two and a half months later. For those of you who are about to physically harm yourselves because you live a sad lonely life and that story just pushed you over the edge, just try and think happy thoughts - we'll get through this together. We are officially declaring Mel and Tiffany the love rivals of Barack and Michelle. Epic couples.

We had a great time and to top it all off, we got a shoutout on Mel's facebook!

No, Mel, we're the thankful ones!

We've come to a few conclusions thanks to our epic weekend. If you want things to happen you have to make them happen! We took our shot at meeting Mark Ronson and it worked out better than we could have ever imagined. Another conclusion we came to is that when you're being a lurker you cannot appear to be a lurker. When you're with famous people they already know they're famous! You can't be sweating them all night! Hence why we were chillin' with Mark's crew - we played it cool and thus appeared cool (even if we were freaking out on the inside.) Keep it real, guys!

P.S. Totally kicking myself because bb Cullen (aka Chocolate Love) was at a swim clinic on Saturday 2 blocks from my house. TWO BLOCKS! That's right kids, Cullen effing Jones was at Asphalt Green's Aqua Center and I was unaware. I used to go to Asphalt green all the time as a kid! I would illegally ride my bike around the running track while my dad played soccer with his South American cohorts. At least I can say I swam in the same pool as Cullen. We may have swam in the same pool about 9 years apart from each other, but it still happened!

P.P.S. check out a rough cut of GMM's promo for OYTD!

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Oh, Yes They Did! 11/12/08

Hey babies! Thanks to everyone who listened in tonight to "Oh, Yes They Did!" Here are the songs we played in case you missed it:

1. Renegade - Styx (in honor of the Obamas badass Secret Service Names)
2. Hold On - Razorlight
3. Valerie - Mark Ronson featuring Amy Winehouse
4. Lady Madonna - The Beatles
5. Under Pressure - Queen featuring David Bowie (or the other way around depending on how you look at it)

Another wonderful Wednesday! We started off the show with some more Obama talk. This time we talked a little more about Obama's pick for Chief of Staff, Rahm Emanuel. This dude has already become an internet sensation. For any of you who were familiar with BarackObamaIsYourNewBicycle.com then you know how these things can take on a life of their own. That site made light of the fact that everyone thought Barack Obama was just so damn nice! It just constantly reloaded with text telling you nice things Barack had done for you. This new site made in Rahm's honor, however, is a little different. RahmFacts.com is a site dedicated to Mr. Emanuel's badassery and sheer lunacy. I can't be too sure on the legitimacy of some of the facts but the scary thing is that some of the most insane things on here are actually true. For instance "Rahm Emanuel hates Arby's" because he cut off half of his middle finger with an Arby's meet slicer as a teenager and he did supposedly "declare his enemies 'dead' while repeatedly stabbing a steak knife into a table.'" Whether or not Rahm Emanuel "jumped on a table and said that the Republican Party 'can go fuck themselves'" we really can't be too sure.

Swimming news! Oh how we love swimming news. Apparently some punk named Peter Marshall broke Reezy's world record in the 100 back. This is very disturbing news to me - so I'm making a new rule. The rule is that people who I don't care about are not allowed to break world records - especially if that record was previously held by someone I (and my ovaries) do care about. With that said, I declare the record currently held by Peter whatever-his-name-is null in void and Reezy once again reigns supreme. In more recent news, the lovely Ryan Lochte will be competing in a truckload of events this weekend in Minnesota. Now some lovely listener IMed us during the show and proceeded to try and school Candace on the previously mentioned swimming news - already knew it. I got spies all over this piece. I had that PDF schedule downloaded, searched for all events featuring "Lochte, Ryan S." and had those puppies written down in my notebook. I wouldn't let you kids down! You know I'm up on Reezy Daily on the daily. But in all seriousness, we really appreciate it when you guys keep us updated on things you want us to talk about and/or things we might not know about (even if we already do) because some of you Lochte-lovers out there are far more knowledgeable than I - and seem to have far more comprehensive Google alerts. So keep it coming! Anyway, he's gonna be swimming out there in the heartland so... you know what that means! NEW PICTURES! And maybe some world records and accolades and things that are far less important to the female brain. Y'all know we have been in dire need of some new Reezy pictures as of late. Well... let me clarify. We have been in dire need of some speedo-clad Reezy pictures as of late. Lord knows this boy cannot dress his way out of a paper bag. I like my Reezy in a speedo - preferably soaking wet. If you're wet you can't wear gel in your hair. Someone put this man in contact with Nick Jonas' hairdresser. That boy has curls that defy physics - with no visible trace of gel! His curls are voluminous, defined and there's no frizz! It's unreal.

While we're on the topic of styling Reezy, why isn't Cullen Jones lending a hand? Valeria and I were facebook.... not stalking but more... strolling along and stumbled upon some newly tagged pictures of our boy - and he was looking fine as HALE. He was looking as swaggerific as ever - very sharp. Black shirt, jeans and rockin' one of those Afghan scarves. Now, a man that can pull off a scarf is A+ in my book. He looked so good it was enough to prompt us to actually play "Dreamweaver" as opposed to singing it off key into the mike - so you know it was good. This boy knows how to dress and he really needs to share the wealth cause his boy Reezy is seriously suffering. I think I saw Ryan wearing a shirt that had some rhinestones/jewels/some sort of ornate decoration on it. I would think a boy as fashion forward as Cullen would have enough sense to tell his friend that bedazzling your clothes isn't cool anymore and it's still questionable as to whether it ever was. Come on Cullen! You might be his only hope.

Where in the world is Michael Phelps? Is it just me or has he fallen off the face of the earth? We suspect he's getting crunk and hanging out with lots of (questionably hot) chicks. But even so, he's so famous at this point if he disappears we fear the earth might implode. Either the earth or our ovaries... we're not sure. I mean we've been getting little doses here and there seeing him dance in his speedo in that "Guitar Hero" commercial but that's not enough! I was emotionally invested in your Olympic journey, Michael! I cried when you won your 8th Gold Medal! Cried. Real human tears. You can't just leave me like this! You just better watch yourself, Mister, because when I take my love away it stings. Stings, I tell you! Be worried, sir. 8 gold medals cannot equal up to the glory of love of one Silva.

I think we figured out why Ryan Lochte loves lil Wayne so much. He doesn't make any kind of sense when he talks! Maybe it's a confidence booster. Like when you hang out with little kids - you just feel like the smartest person on earth. I mean we all know that Ryan says some silly things now and again but at least we can understand the man. On tonight's show we wanted to demonstrate just how insane lil Wayne is and played the beginning of his first video blog in which he thanks his fans for buying his album. He ends up going off on a tangent about school book drives... just watch.

What I think he's trying to do is equate the book drive to illegal downloads. Basically, he's thanking the people who bought the album rather than getting it illegally. Text books = his album, illegal downloads = book drive books that you can't take home to use for your homework.

We also did another reading from his blog (featured on ESPN.com) to the sounds of Mark Mothersbaugh. I just can't get enough of this guy. He sounds so enthusiastic when he writes about sports. Even though we made fun of Weezy for his very interesting choice of words, apparently this guy is pretty damn smart! One of our listeners informed us that he's studying psychology and political science. Seems like that'd require a pretty heavy course load. Whether not he's actually a good student... that's another story. Let's hope he doesn't write his blogs in class like Reezy does.

Guess what we're doing this weekend! Going to NY! Guess what's going on in NY (well, lots of things I'm sure but guess something that is related to things we always talk about) Gold Medal Mel's Birthday Party, that's what! Guess whose going to Gold Medal Mel's birthday party. WE ARE! It's 21+ and oh snap... we're both 21 so you know we're gonna have a good time. We're super super psyched to meet GMM because um... he's Gold Medal Mel and he's awesome and hilarious. P to the S the place where he's having the party is swanky. This party is legit you guys. I would call this a "soiree" because when I think of a "party" I think of annoying college kids and lots of red disposable cups. There definitely won't be any red disposable cups here. This is like a gateway into the New York I've always heard about but was never allowed into cause I'm not fancy at all and don't have the patience to do my hair. I'll make an exception for this party.

Happy Birthday, Mel!

We're also planning on stalking Mark Ronson and not having a restraining order put out against us so that should be fun (and challenging.) I'm from NYC so I'm super excited to go home for the weekend and taking my lovely lady Valeria around town. We'll be reporting back with details on all of our wonderful NY adventures. Be sure to check out blipBack in the coming days because we'll be recording some videos to keep you updated on what's going on.

Oh, Yes They Did! 11/10/08

Thanks to everyone who listened in tonight to "Oh, Yes They Did!" Here is the playlist in case you missed it:

1. It's a New Day - will.i.am (for our man Barack!)
2. Michelle - The Beatles (for our next first Lady, Michelle Obama)
3. Rubber Band Man - TI (request from Bonnie)
4. Spaceman - The Killers (WECB Premier... I think)
5. Changes - David Bowie

Just to start off, sorry we were yelling at everyone for not IMing us anymore. Apparently our AIM at the station is effed up! We were sent some IMs but we couldn't see them - LAME! We love you guys and we'll try and get that fixed because we love talking to you during the show.

So of course, we're still on a crazy Obama high. Seriously y'all I needs me some Barack Obama in pill form cause I am feelin' good! As you all know I am completely obsessed with his family. I think they are just gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous. Michelle? Fierce. Malia? Beautiful. And Sasha? Oh please, that girl is all kinds of amazing. Apparently her life's ambition is to sing and dance. Of course it is! She's the youngest and you know how we love the spotlight. I feel like my sister and I are exactly like Malia and Sasha. My sister is really pretty and elegant and I was the chubby faced loud one who may have used my cuteness to my advantage once in a while during those early years. A showman of sorts you might say. Even the journalists love her! Her gavel banging during Michelle's DNC stage tour delighted a journalist on CSpan. Delighted him! Valeria and I are also very impressed with Barack's choice for Chief of Staff. Rahm Emmanuel is effing crazy! In the best way possible. Some of the stories out there about him consist of things that usually only occur before the men in the white coats come and take people away. Supposedly he sent dead fish in the mail to his political foes. That's some crazy Godfather type shiz right there. And there was some other story involving a steak knife and stabbing a table. I don't know man, all I know is that when you're that passionate (and crazy) you get stuff done! We're not so pleased, however, with all the news station talking about the Secret Service and the security team following the Obamas. Um guys... it's called the Secret Service for a reason! Don't be telling people about that mess. I don't want to know about him being surrounded by bullet proof glass on 3 sides because then someone is going to be like "hey... I know the one side that isn't bullet proof!" Idiots. Keep that man safe, please! The one cool thing about these secrets being revealed are the Secret Service names used for the Obamas. Barack is Renegade (yeah!), Michelle is Renaissance (hell yeah!), Malia is Radiance (aw, yeah) and Sasha is Rosebud (OMG yeah!) Those are some badass names.

So getting away from our political crushes and onto our Olympic ones - we did another reading from Ryan Lochte's blog to the theme music of Masterpiece Theater. I'm not even going to lie about it- this one had so many spelling and grammatical errors that it was practically unreadable. It doesn't really matter though because we don't really love him for his brains, do we, girls? One of the great things about this particular blog entry was at the end Ryan ended it with "well class is over... i got to run." Maybe writing blog entries during class isn't the best way to make the most of that college education. Oh well.

We also played a short clip from an interview with Ryan that was posted on ONTD_Olympics earlier today. He was doing a swim clinic and basically tells the interviewer that he understands how kids feel when they see him because he used to look up to people too. So pretty much, he tells the interview that knows he's awesome. He is aware that, he is and always has been, the almighty Ryan Lochte that we have come to know. In other words, he declared himself the King of Jeahmaica before there was a Jeahmaica. Sounds kind of cocky but on the other hand... I just don't think he really knew how to answer that question... In other news, this video makes us want to have his swimmer babies.


Speaking of answering questions, Phelps got pretty good at answering (technically not answering) tough questions. When he was on The View Whoopi asked him about learning Chinese with Rossetta Stone. Now lord knows this boy did not learn a lick of Chinese past Lo Mein and Moo Shu Chicken. But who can blame him? If you spent 5 hours a day swimming would you want to sit in front of a computer screen wearing a little head set learning Chinese? If you just said yes, you need to turn off this computer and leave your house immediately. Give up those 40 cats and just leave your house now! No! That's not what he wants to do. So obviously he didn't learn himself any damn Chinese - but he's getting paid to kind of say he did. So, obviously this presents a problem. Anyway, he did a pretty good job of side stepping the question. It wasn't perfect but he still gave the product props for what it does and never actually admitted that he knows just about as much Chinese as one of those "Learn Chinese" fortunes inside a fortune cookie. This is why people want him! Good job, Mikey. Plus your commercial is pretty cute, too.

So, as you know, the ladies of OYTD love them some celebrities. In particular, they love them some Mark Ronson. Now what you may not know is that Mark Ronson has a radio show in NY that he does from time to time. He used to do it weekly but since he's such a work traveler you never know when he'll be there. Since discovering his show Candace and Valeria have made several plans to stalk (and we mean that in the least frightening way possible) this beautiful British man. We never have... but now we're starting to develop a kind of relationship. Which is why we are glad to bring to you "Our Developing Relationship with Mark Ronson." Now, a couple of weeks ago Candace IMed into his show and asked for a shoutout for herself and her cohort Valeria (Listen below)

Hearing Mark say our names was enough to make our brains explode and at least one uterus cry. But the plot thickens! This week on the show he was having a Barack Obama celebration show. He gave out the "number" for the station but left out the last digit for the listeners to figure out. Being the computer savvy lady that I am, I found that shiz in about 30 seconds. Only problem was that we didn't know what to say because um... it's Mark Ronson. We came up with a little script and called in. Apparently Mark was too busy trying to be Spinderella to talk to us on air but got on the phone and asked if he could call us back (even though he didn't have our number.) He quickly corrected himself and asked us to call back. Now at this point Valeria's ovaries had officially exploded, rendering her a practically mute - which meant that I had to make the second phone call even though I was nervous as hale. Basically - EPIC PHONE CALL.

UPDATE: OMGs y'all we beat the system! Blogger can't hold us down. Listen to our call!


In other news Valeria is currently losing her mind because her other British lover, Ed Westwick is now doing ads for KSwiss. Even though that brand completely sucks (as does his band) he is looking fine as HALE in the ads. And now she wants to buy the crappy shoes. Can't blame the girl. That's some good advertising. Unfortunately his HORRENDOUS band will also be featured in the campaign. Good lord they are awful. But if you're into self mutilation or just plain crappy music, you can listen to them on their myspace. They're called The Filthy Youth.
Supposedly Mark Ronson was offered this campaign but said no. Not really sure why. Maybe sneakers aren't his thing now that he isn't ghetto fab anymore. He did a Gap ad a little while ago and it was hotness. I guess how he's too busy answering phone calls from crazy fangirls to model. Not that we have a problem with that.

Valeria mentioned that Ed had a considerable bulge in some of these pictures so I'd like to take the time to introduce you all to a wonderful term that you all should incorporate into your vocabulary - bdubs. Pronounced bee-dubbs, the phrase refers to a noticeable bulge - either in person or in a picture. The phrase originates from a time (2 years ago) when Candace took leisure in collecting pictures where Ronnie Vannucci (drummer for the killers) had a visible bulge in order to prove to delusional Brandon Flowers fans that he was, indeed, the manlier man. Bdubs is short for "Bulge Watch" which was then shortened to BW and eventually became the grand "Bdubs." If you're good at noticing bulges and enjoy the pastime you can join the facebook group "Bulge Watch: World Wide" Hey, it's not weird! If it's there it's there. We just happen to notice.