In which I’m a little worried about my instrument. I’m playing the Rally In The Valley – a biker rally, natch – tomorrow night. Outside. At night. It will most likely be both damp and chilly: not good conditions for a weak voice. Then I’m supposed to play a chichi benefit gig on Saturday afternoon […]
In which this is what I did with myself on my three-day weekend. Thursday I went out and, inexplicably, got drunk after band practice. I think the sober dude who was driving me around – to three different bars – might have been hoping I’d get drunk enough to lay him, but I’m old and […]
In which I realize something about my generation. We distrust success. Dear Starbucks, Back when you were the new guy, we were super into you. We drank your coffee by the gallon. We drove out of our way to stop at your new stores on our way to work. Then time passed, and you became […]
I don’t like TV. There are shows on TV that I enjoy, yes, but overall TV is crass and evil and fills your head with shit. It is a waste of time. While I’ve been known to veg in front of the glass teat myself, it’s a diversion for me and not a lifestyle. TV makes you complacent, stupid, and greedy, and while it does so it systematically makes you think you’re cleverer than you really are while simultaneously undermining your self-confidence. Fuck TV. People who watch too much TV are voluntarily crippling themselves.
In which there are two lists. And pictures. And a lot of colons. I love using colons. These are the things I DID NOT do over the weekend: Get laid, get wasted, have an epiphany, knit, buy a bike, eat Mexican food, do yoga. These are the things I DID do over the weekend: Friday, […]
In which I’m bugging people I don’t even know. I want to see this film. A lot. Unfortunately, you gotta be an organization to get a copy – DVDs for individuals aren’t for sale yet. So I bugged Sheila over at the paper, and she gave me the names of some unsuspecting progressive people in […]
In which I write a timecapsule missive to my younger self. Hey, dingbat, remember when you were twenty-something and you saw that disgusting old man in his driveway caring lovingly for his hot little convertable, and you wondered how he could possibly be unaware of how painfully stupid he looked? Remember how you assumed he […]
In which it’s a process. Not everything has been moved nor is it all working yet. Patience, my babies. *smooch*
In which this site is moving. There’s a server co-located in a data center somewhere in California, and it’s been acting weird. Every bit of hardware in it has been replaced except for the hard drive itself, and it still hangs and needs to be rebooted at least once a day. That server is the […]
In which I make a list. Since I’m in the second half now, I should start establishing baselines. Don’t you think that’s wise? I haven’t had a regular doctor since I had a pediatrician, so no one really knows what typical or normal readings are for me. I’ve decided to choose a GP more or […]
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