I’m just narcissistic enough to google myself every once and a while. You should give it a try, everybody is doing it… it’ll make you feel good. Or, in my case, make you feel insignificant, either way you’ll feel something. I googled my real name (Beatrix Kiddo) and was rewarded with references of my father as well as an NASA astronaut. That’s cool right? Ok, so I’m not rockstar famous, baaallooow me.

Then I tried a different search. I searched for billymac. Guess what? There is a billymac.com! And holy fucking shit he’s a rockstar? Welllllll… he at least has a thing called “Billy Mac and his all-star party band”. Well shit. That’s got “SUCK” written all over it. To top it off, he’s got a theme album all about golf. Fucking Golf? Yep, he has a Golf album, do you remember in the early 80’s a little theme album called “Pac-Man Fever“? Now that’s how you do it, with songs like “Do the Donkey Kong” and “Ode to a Centipede”, that shit is hot. Not with songs like “Tee it up” and “Hit the ball”… I’ve officially found the lamest dude on the fucking planet, and it’s fucking ME!

FUCK! Okay, Okay, calm down billymac, calm down motherfucker, just take your pills!

So this song “Hit the Ball”… apparently it’s about golf. The lyrics are literally:

Hit the ball… go find it.

Hit the ball… go find it again.

Hit the ball… go find it.

Hit the ball… go find it again.

Oh my dear fucking lord…. that is brilliant! He’s fucking captured the game of golf in song! Don’t believe me? Check this out:

Sometimes it doesn’t pay to google yourself…

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As reported on CNN.com last week, an Italian musician has discovered embedded music within Da Vinci’s painting Last Supper. 

Total Diatribe has been able to obtain an exclusive recording of the actual embedded music, click play below to check it out.

Who knew Leo was an “Old G”?… go figure.

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