while lecturing cory on love (his ex of two days, she's worked her way through our circle of friends like a syringe through a room full of scottish heroin addicts), my dad let loose on something that neither i, nor my sister knew. after cory mentioned the fact that he was planning on marrying her, chuck senior began to reminisce on his first true ( Read more... )

cory and i experienced a typically seinfedian moment last night when, at tastebud's, our waiter would not stop addressing us with vulgarities. while appreciated at first for a humorous addittive, it eventually became frustrating as he said things such as, "you suns uh bitches need some more coffee?" or, as he was acknowledging the length of time we ( Read more... )

which of your favorite musicians would you predict as the next suicide victim?

i have a tie between john darnielle (mountain goats) and jeff tweedy (wilco).
granted i know nothing, besides their problems with drugs and alcohol, about their personal lives.
this is a prediction based strictly on music and lyrics.

five albums i've listened to most:
Doom -Madvillainy
Modest Mouse -We Were Dead Before the Ship Even Sank
Devil in a Woodpile
Volcano, I'm Still Excited!
Wilco -Sky Blue Sky

five films i loved:
Breaking the Waves -Lars von Trier
Manhattan -Woody Allen
Talk to Her -Pedro Almodóvar
Tarnation -Jonathan Caouette 
Brown Bunny -Vincent Gallo

five books i loved:
For ( Read more... )

marquette was very nice, it's very hilly and cool and breezy. from curtis, it was an almost entirely straight shot on 27, making only one turn after the freeway which led right into the city. when we got there (my sister was with me also) we parked on the street, and walked in what we were almost sure was the right direction. when we saw the ( Read more... )

the day that dameon left was the last day of the week in which he hardly left my house. it was hot that day; the cloudless sky made up for the lack of humidity - and in my house, the air conditioner downstairs attracted the inhabitance of members of the family (related or non) who usually never bothered to dwell in the same room as someone else. ( Read more... )

man, i would really like it if someone came up to me and said, "i am the bread of life"
i don't know what i would say right now, but i'm sure a moment as magical as that would bring out something really special in me.

whistles....
(sittin on the floor,
talking to my lonely self
i ask me how i've been....
there was no reply
i was unaware that i
up and died.)

when my aunt pam (the one with chrones) called my house today, i just had to put in the christmateers.
it's just too funny, and good!
there's really nothing better than it, and i've decided that i don't enjoy any album more than
O Holy Night In June.
i know that since i performed on it this sounds arrogant, but.......

hillary duff is a nazi.

i wish i could remember the website this was from. damn.