me: papa, if you could meet one person, dead or alive, who would it be?
granddad: *pauses*
granddad: mickey mouse.
granddad: i mean, mantle. mickey mantle.

i love monty python.

am i the only one who wouldn't want to be with lloyd dobbler in a million years?

my brother sent me a dvd in the mail of this 13 year old kid rapping about his bar mitzvah.

i just imagined "life on mars" by david bowie as a horrible pop punk song.
i mean, a pop punk song suddenly played in my head and i was forced to dissect the lyrics to figure out why it sounded so familiar.
double you tee eff.

After the show I drove Eli and Shannen back to Dorman Hall and cruised down Jefferson, up Copeland, across Tennessee, and through my street’s murkiness listening to the Weakerthans album. The show was just something to do. It’s a pretty 50/50 hit-miss situation, showing up at Club Downunder with no prior knowledge of the band. But this band most ( Read more... )

a girl hung herself yesterday in dorman hall.

Anna and I went looking for places today ( Read more... )

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so next year it looks like (well, ideally) i'm living with greg and matt lee in the savannahs. which will be the shit. i won't have my huge house anymore, nor my giganto bedroom, nor my cool ass porch/backyard, nor mine, matt, and eli's little smoking spot underneath the porch, and i won't live on that pretty street anymore, nor will the family ( Read more... )