On How We Saw Lots Of Mothers |
The plan today was to fill various portable containers with ingredients for Dark & Stormy's and take some plastic cups to the park to scam on dudes and choose which adorable beast should belong to... Posted by on Sun, 11 May 2008 20:02:00 GMT |
On How 2007 Ended Just The Way 2008 Began: Super Radical |
There were 364 other days to last year. Many of them phenomenal. In fact, every single one while I was in California sticks out in my mind. Trips to Chicago were pretty great. As was visiting my paren... Posted by on Thu, 03 Jan 2008 08:51:00 GMT |
On How These Are The Numbers In The Land Of Uncertainty |
It goes like this:Three days ago, Brian told me he would be moving out in ten. That means that one week from right now, a large truck will be parked in front of our building and unfamiliar men will be... Posted by on Fri, 07 Dec 2007 09:27:00 GMT |
On How Perfect Songs Call For Perfect Days So Start Shakin It Already |
While listening to my pal DJ Francisco Guerra's latest mix, I fully realized something I've always suspected:"Time After Time" might just be the most perfectly crafted pop song ever written. I'm... Posted by on Fri, 28 Sep 2007 09:05:00 GMT |
On How Finding Something That Was Always There Is A Nice Surprise |
Most of the time, I listen to iTunes and my iPod on shuffle. Both are filled with music I like, and lots I haven't heard thanks to enthusiastic friends who enjoy sharing beaut... Posted by on Tue, 31 Jul 2007 06:53:00 GMT |
On How Burger Flashbacks Are Mouth-Watering |
"What do you want for dinner?"Imagine that last statement voiced quickly with the words running together and an air of I-don't-care-just-feed-me attitude. That's what I deal with every night.&nb... Posted by on Tue, 22 May 2007 19:12:00 GMT |
Frustrating or forgettable? I can't decide. |
I don't play in a band anymore because I quit. Had I not quit I would have gotten fired and replaced with someone younger. I'm only 26 for fuck's sake. Whatever. I'm having a h... Posted by on Tue, 01 Nov 2005 14:44:00 GMT |
Up Late, Plus What The Fuck? |
Two bourbon and 7ups later I'm home with my roommate passed out on the couch. He just moaned at me and stumbled off having a conversation with someone who isn't listening. Usually, when I'm typing t... Posted by on Thu, 07 Apr 2005 23:49:00 GMT |
The Gay That I'm Not, Plus Superpowers |
The people living in the apartment above me listen to horrible music. They are thin gym bunnies who just can't get enough bass yo. Their clothes fit just right, tight enough to reveal permanently ha... Posted by on Tue, 05 Apr 2005 16:18:00 GMT |
Hanging Out For Money |
I normally don't use the myspace blog. I have a livejournal that is pretty much all the e-heroin I need. Today I'm temping at a Big-Magazine-Publisher. The guy from BMP who I'm working for has me d... Posted by on Fri, 01 Apr 2005 12:18:00 GMT |