I'm not above bribing you...

What's happened to my LJ mojo? Am I growing too old to be witty? Used to be, I would log on in the morning and, without prior thought, puke a little take on the world. Often, it was acerbic, sometimes beatific. Now, though? Just these recitations of my day or a shout-out to a good band (how dull that is). Where has all the LJ oomph drained away to ( Read more... )

First, thank you randomcelestial for the Damien Rice download. I've been listening since. chmarasocks told me some great story about a rowdy Irish bar that got dead quiet when "The Blower's Daughter" came on the stereo. What was that story again, Chiminea ( Read more... )

Ugh, this shit is ... tiring ... but worth every grunt and moan, I think ...

Well, for the record, we defended our title at the Southwest Shootout. This is late news coming, I know, but things have been nasty busy. I'm proud of this team, and the way they pulled it together in the last week to rip open some heads. And since then, the steam has built up even more. We're charging headlong into Albuquerque, knowing shit about ( Read more... )

A quick note to say that "Some Kind of Monster" is the most oddly compelling documentary I've ever seen about the creative process. And I don't even, ya know, love Metallica or anything. Still, this is a do-not-miss movie.

Unless, of course, you miss it...

Does anyone have Damien Rice's "O" for download?

I know I've got some music geeks out there. Hook me up once more?

I do ever so love this new journal layout of mine. Very McSweeney's-esque with a touch of the old cloak-and-dagger.

I suspect my journal entries will adopt a certain bourgeois motif.

As if I weren't already pretentious enough . . .

Why does Helen Keller have yellow legs?

Her dog is blind, too!

(I'm sure this offends the two or three blind dogs who read my journal, and to them, I say: Sorry.)

... Why does Helen Keller masturbate with only one hand?

She moans with the other.