This whole "being home" bullshit is losing it's luster.
Fast.

June 25th - Be Your Own Pet and Whirlwind Heat in Pomona at the Glass House with Erica.

August 2nd - Peaches and Eagles of Death Metal in Pomona at the Glass House with Erica and whoever else would like to come and ring in my 20th birthday with me, The Devil, and the Teaches of Peaches.

Well, it's been a while since I've posted so you know what that means. No, not a random, out of the blue post about a 3 year old television show ending with a (unheeded) request for company. That was last time. And no, not a purposely vague, sad sack pity fest. That was two posts ago. And it couldn't possibly be something even slightly resembling ( Read more... )

Holy fucking shit Lost is a good show. Maybe not Dead Like Me good or The Office/Curb Your Enthusiasm good, but still...quite good. Anyone wanna come watch it with me?

This all doesn't feel right.

Tool, Kanye, Social Distortion, YYY's, MODEST MOUSE, QUEENS OF THE STONE AGE, Wu Tang Clan, Bad Religion, Bloc Party, The Futureheads, Editors, Margot and the Nuclear So and So's...and more to be announced? Worth it...maybe so maybe no.

Now, I may hate this band (with a passion), but this is most definitly in my top 10 favorite songs of all time catagory (somewhere under You've Lost that Lovin' Feelin', Teenage Wristband and God Only Knows ( Read more... )

Today was the first time in my life that I saw someone actually stop and smell the roses.

Now that I've realized that I, with the exception of Hunter S. Thompson, hate journalism I'll keep these disjointed ramblings to the sweetest and shortest form ( Read more... )

Yesterday a woman on the bus called me sir. Now, I'm not sure if that made me feel good or bad, but one thing I am sure of is that it made me shave.