Mountain Goats.

May 5th.

Knitting Factory in NYC.

Who's with me?

(If you are, I highly suggest telling me on AIM, since I haven't checked ol' eljay in weeks, and don't aim to check again any time soon.)

Man, so the west coast. It was too fun and interesting for me to make some long winded entry about, so suffice to say I'd really like to actually live there now. I know I'm supposed to maintain my image as a dyed-in-the-wool New Englander, but fuck that: good roads, wide open spaces, nice people, and it's fucking pretty. Admittedly I didn't get the ( Read more... )

Ladies and gentlemen:

I now have an excuse to buy cufflinks.

New MP3 player, new jacket (two, actually ( Read more... )

The world is a strange place.

Earlier today, a girl who looked just like Regina Spektor came into REI, and sat playing with her toddler in a tent for at least a good half-hour. It made me happy.

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So, right now I'm a my friends house after a positively royal concert last night at Lupo's in Providence (which looks frighteningly familiar to the Paladium in Worcester, which is the big metal venue in MA ( Read more... )

How would you feel if you came home to see me sitting on your couch, watching softcore porn in a top hat?

There's more snow.

This is getting out of hand.