Searching ebay for a portable typewriter on which to write is not the same as actually writing.  FTMFA!

Song, two of ______. One of these days there's going to be a full-band mix, with a violinist, a bass player, a cuban drummer and a singer who, you know, sings....

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This one's for you! Yeah. Regina Spektor kicks alpha.

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Sitting in his seat, a seat broad and broken in, sprinkled with ashes, Pop switches channels, takes another shot of Seagrams, neat, and asks what to do with me, a green young man who fails to consider the flim and flam of the world, since things have been easy for me.

I stare hard at his face, a stare that deflects off his brow.

I'm sure he's unaware ( Read more... )

[The livejournal is like a tribal economy. Without people posting, responding, or otherwise interacting, it becomes more and more impoverished. Soon, you look back and it's been two months since you've written anything. And yet, one of these days, I'm going to look back on the LJ fondly and long for the days when you and you and you and you ( Read more... )

There are going to be an infinite number of ways to spin Obama's 10-point loss to Clinton, but I do think it's relevant that three weeks ago, Obama was supposed to lose Pennsylvania by 20 points.

Scandal-laden April has been his toughest month and yet, he was still able to cut Clinton's advantage in half. Obviously I'm biased, but I can't help but ( Read more... )

An important note from my other blog...

As a Film and Television major, I've come to understand how important it is that a variety of news from a plurality of sources makes it to the public sphere. Over the last eight years, however, we have seen an unprecedented amount of media deregulation. Thus, the number of sources bringing information to the ( Read more... )

I've just driven 14 hours to Portland. Talked to myself for an hour. Followed a cop going 5 over for two. Sang with the radio for three. Tracked a sweet girl in a Toyota back and forth for four.

It's cold here. I'm wearing sandals and waiting for my Prague friends to get done with dinner and come meet me in their neighborhood, oh, and also...

...I ( Read more... )

So much has been going down lately that I don't even know where to start. I've been watching TP again, SP. I got the complete series on DVD for Christmas and have been plowing through it with my roommates. Even the second time through, there is nearly nothing I understand about the mill and the fire and the land deal. It doesn't make any sense. ( Read more... )

Endings always get a little rough for me, but nonetheless, you may have noticed that I am naturally moving along from the LJ.  (As I type this, however, I'm seeing all the buttons above this nifty web-based journal updater and I gotta say... it beats blogger's for sure, but I digress...)

So. The end, my live journal friends, is nighish. Don't get me ( Read more... )