I had almost forgotten how much I love these guys.
But I do.  A LOT.  Hearing "My Girls" from their new album was really strange and wonderful -- because I specifically remember that specific song from their show in Paris the summer of '07, and how speechless and sad and euphoric it made me all at once.  
It was great to hear it again.  
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 Also, best purchase Ive made in ... well, maybe ever.


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Today was my first day at NPR, and although the morning began on a horrendously bad foot, the day progressed beautifully and I am so very happy about this gig.

First my morning:  I hardly slept because I was periodically awoken by nightmares: I dreamt that I found my mother's bicycle (which is now mine) sawed in half, that I arrived at NPR with no ( Read more... )

Yet another holiday break has flown by and suddenly it's (almost) a new year.  It was a great few days, but once again I have no idea where the time went.  I accomplished none of the things I wanted to accomplish.  And I saw about half the people I wanted to see -- I really only got to see my dearest of friends for a few measly hours.  I find it ( Read more... )

 I have three hours to sleep before waking up to drive thrice that amount of time toward Nashville.  As much as it sounds miserable, it also sounds wonderful.  I enjoy time on the road ( Read more... )

 There's a guy at work named Lister Lim.  I'm fairly certain that his immigrating parents were inspired by what must have been some pervasive Listerine propaganda (literally).  It's kind of like how all the Asian immigrants in the 60s and 70s named their children Jimmy and Carter (not a stereotype: I've met plenty of them), or how freed slaves ( Read more... )

My grandmother was a feisty Irishwoman approximately fifty years off the boat when I was born.  "She was a total anarchist," my aunt Kathleen, her daughter & namesake, once described.  I think she was referring to the time at the hospital when, whilst being wheelchaired to the elevator after fully recovering from surgery -- all the while insisting ( Read more... )

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I just chugged a huge glass of OJ precisely one month expired.

I am counting the seconds until my death ...

Speaking of life throwing newness in my direction, today it threw me a digital media internship at National Public Radio ( Read more... )