I've had insane gas these last two nights in San Jose, and tomorrow I move to Los Angeles for an internship I accepted as I walked out of my last college final. I went from potential bay area sadsack to unpaid Jeff Nathanson go-for in the blink of an overwhelmed, half-slanted eye, and now after 2 1/2 weeks of much-needed HOME-home relaxation, it's ( Read more... )

Sand + wind + nonstop beer + even more nonstop pot = last weekend. I've never used the word "lush" so explicitly and creatively over a three day period, as the group of us found a new book's worth of ways to describe ourselves and our lushy ways. Genius ( Read more... )

I tried to cry today, but wound up unable to, despite a thick, staggering pit of weird sadness that took a hold of me for a bit. I had so many reasons for it, too! I nearly incinerated a friendship or two over the course of the weekend, quite surprisingly and unintentionally. My final days of extended adolescence (college) are, one-by-one, ( Read more... )

Tomorrow I start the the last college quarter of my life.

Every once in a while, I catch myself saying, rather surprisingly, the following words: "I love people." It happened today as I was leaving my African Cinema class (which was let out an hour early--score), walking through campus to my car, and ran into a kid who was a.) no more than twelve years old, and b.) I swear to God, could've been my little ( Read more... )

I won’t even begin to speculate how many dollars I spent upon music, new and used, this past year, but I will say this: it was a fucking good year for tunes. The teenyboppers and their so-called “radio” finally caught on, playing everything from dance-punk to Jimmy Buffett. Indie decided to go folk, mainstream sort of went country, and everywhere ( Read more... )

Clock just struck 12:25 A.M., December 25th, 2004. Spent the evening with the family eating lobster, putting together puzzles, smoking a hookah, drinking green tea, listening to Christmas lounge music, and watching a nature documentary on beavers ( Read more... )

Random musings:

- Caught Ocean's Twelve tonight. Wasn't the trainwreck I had been expecting...in fact, it was rather ingenious in certain places, but I was too busy trying to suppress the grande coffee-of-the-day rapidly building pressure in my inflated bladder to give a hoot about whether the movie was good or not ( Read more... )

Wanna know what the most beautifully liberating thing about life is? That you, yourself, are the only person on the face of the planet who is uniquely, distinctively youWanna know what the most crazily painful, unbearably boring thing about life is ( Read more... )

"Sometimes You Can't Make It On Your Own," one of the eleven tunes on the really great new U2 album How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb, is bound to wind up as the year's best song, and here's why. Like "With Or Without You" and "One," it's a huge, crescendoeing acoustic ballad, but instead of being about a lover, this song's about Bono's father...who ( Read more... )