July 9-10 Los Angeles: Forum
July 15-18 San Francisco: Bill Grahm Auditorium

uh, it said "playing with Pearl Jam" and I assumed that Sonic Youth would be headlining but it's probably the other way around. LAME.

I came to the conclusion today that I've heard enough Neutral Milk Hotel blaring from dorm rooms, cars or the darkroom to never listen to them again for the rest of my life ( Read more... )

I saw James Nachtwey speak in Berkeley. He's a densensitized robot, but his photographs are amazing.

I need to stop perusing social internet sites because I get jealous of other people who seem like they have cooler lives than me.

AH! I want to travel this summer!

Live in a room in a house by the BEACH, with a GIANT backyard and rad roomates. The perfect place for summer barbecues!

Lighthouse Avenue in Santa Cruz.

$595 per month.

July 1st to September 12th.

Tell all your friends!

Call Max: (415) 810-9270.

I always guiltily thought that Pueblo pottery was pretty boring until about five minutes ago, when I read for my midterm that the "pots" buried inverted over the faces of the dead weren't pots at all but dome-shaped structures that represent the sky, which served as a physical barrier between the underworld and the outerworld. All of the burial " ( Read more... )

The art department just gave me 600 bucks for my nuke project. Yes.

I was riding my bike at the intersection of Mission and Bay and a crow landed on my head.

I took a lot of people off my friend's list. I'm sorry if it was you. I'd just like to keep up some more privacy, if I didn't write cryptically enough already.

Today I went to the Trinity site. I was expecting desolation, perhaps a somber memorial, an "it was a necessary evil" attitude. Instead, after driving 2 hours deep into a remote military base, I was confronted with souvenirs, hot-dogs, and the most cliche throng of white, patriotic American tourists I've ever seen. Two men with army haircuts asked ( Read more... )

Back in Santa Fe, where there is about an ounce of left over snow on the ground. My brother is still painfully small, my step mom is still a bitch, and it's still so dry here that picking your nose is ineveitable and every one who has spent more than a few months here takes full liberty to do so. I drove around aimlessly today in a monstrous SUV, ( ( Read more... )