in the spirit of updatable blogs.....
hey ya! - outkast (2003) &/or 7 shot screamers live
laid - james (1993) (really, the whole album)
the joker - steve miller band (1973) (hey, me and thousands of frat boys can't be wrong, right?)
dirty epic - underworld (1994) (i always say if i had to choose only one "track" to hear from now on, it would be this one)
rest assured - lemonheads (1993)
mai qui est la belette? - manau (1998) (lorrie's contour the summer we met daren. oh, and craig too)
down with disease - phish (1994) (their biggest commercial hit evokes memories of tammy visiting me in chicago)
6 underground - sneaker pimps (1997)
b.o.b. - outkast (2000) (cruising the strip in gulf shores w/my sissy)
snake farm - ray wylie hubbard (2006) (kdhx played this & made daren and me laugh when we needed it. funniest lyrics EVER!)
hot like a sauna - tricky (1999)
fool's gold - the stone roses (1989) (THE ultimate i'm-chill-&-so-tough song)
flash light - parliament (1977) (THE ultimate party time song. PARTY!)
baba o'riley - the who (1971) (long ago, at someone's house late at night, holly & i had a blast dancing to this song. i don't think we were teenagers anymore though)
Friday, April 20
Monday, April 2
it's a matter of tact
some ramblings (durka durka worka worka).....my blog, so it's all about ME!
oh, my god, do i hear a baby crying in the office? can i bring my cat to work tomorrow?
this weekend, my significant other came out to a few bars with me, as he so rarely does. At one of the venues with one of the crowds, he pointed out something that i've been noticing for years, but was unsure if it was just me, or real, or what.
"how come you're not in the picture?" is it true?
all of my friends are picture takin' fools, god love 'em. sometimes, i'm in the mood to take a ton (can we say "craig schuster opens for leon russell"? seriously, i think i averaged about 50 shots a minute) and am not always mindful if i've included everyone. who's got time to think about that, when there is such a good time to be documented?
one friend, however, seems to avoid including me in the frame. not sure if it's conscious, subconscious, or unconscious, but i'm pretty sure, given the issue's frequency, that it's some sort of conscious.
now, i could think "hey, who does that joker think s/he is? does s/he think i'm ugly or something?" especially when they visibly roll their eyes when someone asks me to get in. i could have developed a real complex about this after all this time.
BUT - they can think what they want, because what i've learned is that i look pretty awful in most of the photos this person takes of me. someone else can include me and i look all superstar & fun times, and in a photo this person takes at the same event, i look like i weigh about 300 pounds and am half dead. "i am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me cause i'm dead and bloated!" ew, how does stp keep creeping in to everything i do lately?
a strange phenomenon to be sure. no ending to that really. it's getting rather difficult to keep things anonymous. moving on to....
.....A NEW CAR!!!!!
felix will be retired this friday (as in, not working, as opposed to getting new tires). the dealer offered me a $400 trade in, if that paints a picture of my need for a new car. i can't wait, i can't wait, i can't wait. i'm going to drive and drive in my new black shiny scion xA - i'm thinking of naming it felicia, since i've decided she's a girl and can be felix's namesake. the promise of a new car has done wonders for my self-esteem.
88 days until i'm hitched. anybody feel like dancing?
oh, my god, do i hear a baby crying in the office? can i bring my cat to work tomorrow?
this weekend, my significant other came out to a few bars with me, as he so rarely does. At one of the venues with one of the crowds, he pointed out something that i've been noticing for years, but was unsure if it was just me, or real, or what.
"how come you're not in the picture?" is it true?
all of my friends are picture takin' fools, god love 'em. sometimes, i'm in the mood to take a ton (can we say "craig schuster opens for leon russell"? seriously, i think i averaged about 50 shots a minute) and am not always mindful if i've included everyone. who's got time to think about that, when there is such a good time to be documented?
one friend, however, seems to avoid including me in the frame. not sure if it's conscious, subconscious, or unconscious, but i'm pretty sure, given the issue's frequency, that it's some sort of conscious.
now, i could think "hey, who does that joker think s/he is? does s/he think i'm ugly or something?" especially when they visibly roll their eyes when someone asks me to get in. i could have developed a real complex about this after all this time.
BUT - they can think what they want, because what i've learned is that i look pretty awful in most of the photos this person takes of me. someone else can include me and i look all superstar & fun times, and in a photo this person takes at the same event, i look like i weigh about 300 pounds and am half dead. "i am smelling like a rose that somebody gave me cause i'm dead and bloated!" ew, how does stp keep creeping in to everything i do lately?
a strange phenomenon to be sure. no ending to that really. it's getting rather difficult to keep things anonymous. moving on to....
.....A NEW CAR!!!!!
felix will be retired this friday (as in, not working, as opposed to getting new tires). the dealer offered me a $400 trade in, if that paints a picture of my need for a new car. i can't wait, i can't wait, i can't wait. i'm going to drive and drive in my new black shiny scion xA - i'm thinking of naming it felicia, since i've decided she's a girl and can be felix's namesake. the promise of a new car has done wonders for my self-esteem.
88 days until i'm hitched. anybody feel like dancing?
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