Ok Go, fuck yourselves.

I like a lot of nerdy things.  I like Battlestar Galactica for clam's sake.  I even wrote a theme song for it ...shut up.   The dorkdom on which I'm about to unleash my atomic dickslap is beyond that of writing limericks, yo-yo competitions, and even combing the beach with metal detectors. This is, of course, the current obsession with Rube Goldberg devices.

I went online recently and saw a lot of shit saying things like "new ok go video is amazing," "awesome music video," and several other way-to-impressed sounding posts overusing "amazing" and "awesome" so I, naturally, was a little intrigued/engorged (tumescence unrelated).  After all, they've been known to be inventive with their videos, so who am I to be all smart and not click the link?

Summary:  It's a video (for shitty song that would otherwise get ZERO attention) with a Rube Goldberg device that... rubes for the duration.

 "OMG, it was all done in one shot!"
Yeah, so was the Spice Girls video for "Wannabe."
Ok Go and their assbutt director should "zigazig ha" themselves in the ass with a HIV dipped electric chainsaw.

After the 3rd ball rolled down something and pushed something into something else I started looking at my watch. 

(Confession: I wasn't actually wearing a watch. I just started staring at the freakishly long, blonde, silky hair growing out of my wrist.)

This shit isn't interesting.   I had Mouse Trap when I was a kid too, and guess what.. it held my attention for about a half hour before I chucked into the flames of hell. "Say hello to Kennedy for me, creepy nude monochromatic plastic bathing man!"
   A Rube Goldberg device is the only thing that you don't know exactly what's going to happen next, but still, you're NEVER surprised.  Even if you are surprised you don't give a fuck.  Why?  Because you're a person of substance, which explains your passing interest in this blog. 

Ooh, look that thing rolled down that thing and bumped into that other thing, which in turn... KILL ME! FUCKING KILL ME! I GIVE UP, YOU WIN. LET ME DIE!

So, what's the payoff for this striptease of dorkfuck?
*drum roll*
They get shot in the face with paint.
 Try to calm down, please ma'am you're going to hyperventilate. 
 How do they come up with this stuff?

They get show with water based paint in the face...
I could think of 50-500 million things I'd like to see Ok Go get shot in the face with instead.