al gore rhythm.
So, I purchased a metal mag over my lunch break today. I haven’t done that in some time. Granted, I was pretty apt to hide the really horrible “disturbed” advert that they had on the back of the mag. Yikes! I did read some interesting articles including a piece with Don Cab as well as Witch. All in all it was a great way to take the brain off of the office and make the train seem like a blink.
Tomorrow is friday and it can’t come soon enough. I think that I will be ordering tickets to Seattle tonight or tomorrow. YEP, the new carrot at the end of the stick. This weekend is Courtney and myself’s anniversary. Which means a year ago we were in Jamaica right now. Probably the next thing I’ll know is I’ll be in depends talking to myself in home, but really that could be any day now the way things are going.
That be all for now…until next time…..COURAGE.
Gold Star for Robot Boy.
A classic clip of a classic staple of douche baggery. It will help my slumber after a pretty long day of it. That is all for now, until the next time….COURAGE.
Vacation in the werks.
I’m currently locking down dates for a Seattle excursion. The Northwest beware the delete and wife. Talk of catching some live bands and fronting a second wave of grunge or maybe the revival of Queensrÿche (only kidding, I swear!) or some other cleaver Seattle references…..anycrap, it shall be nice to get away. The actual dates are still being decided, but it looks as if it will happen within the next few months. Nice!
Speaking of vacations, we’re headed to DIA this evening to pick up the in-laws from their week of Mexico-ness. Hopefully they’ll bring a continuation of the mexican wrestling masks, or maybe some stretchy pants?
That is all for now, until next time…..COURAGE.
Slack Motherf#$*r
Ah, yes….Francis Black. I’ve been listening to a lot of artists from the days of staying up until 2-3 in the morning to catch 120 minutes. In fact, I seem to recall an episode that had F.B. and Matt Pinfield on together. Talk about a lot of white, husky, bald men at once, EGAD! Anyways, I guess the moral of the story is that Frank Black usually can be the aspirin to your headache.
Am I the only one, but does the reintroduction of AMERICAN GLADIATORS make you want to puncture your ear drums and burn out your eyes? The wife and I purchased HUMAN GIANT over the weekend and have been enjoying that quite a bit.
Radiohead.
Along with the new Radiohead album comes some awesome help from much of it’s fan-base. (Found via CTC, again.)
eraserhead.
A pretty difficult piece of cinema.
The half-eaten sausage would like to see you in his office.
Yessir, this sums up a lot. A thursday evening video dump in celebration of it being almost friday, which means a break from the rats and the race. Let’s here it for five days out of the week being the pair of brown shoes to a black fucking tux. ENJOY.