it's a convoluted mess
I couldn’t tell you exactly when I first heard Matt Nathanson, but I know it was right around the same time I discovered Ingram Hill—somewhere in the ballpark of 2003/2004 methinks. Beneath These Fireworks was his current album at the time and I really loved that disc, but it took a little time for the switch to flip and things to go from Hey I like this guy to ZOMG I FUCKING LOVE THIS GUY…. Keep reading…Every song was an anthem…
Last week temperatures were in the 60’s and low 70’s with low humidity. The A/C was off and the windows were open and it was hoodie weather and it was awesome. This week the temperatures are back up in the high 80’s, hitting 90, and the humidity is thicker than thick. Happy September, kids. Ugh. Anyway. I have hope that someday Andy Grammer will headline a local venue that is NOT standing room only. Oh… Keep reading…Right About Now…
R: What would you do without me? S: I’d wander around bumping into walls all the time. R: Ripping off your toenails. S: More than I already do. — You know that commercial for toe fungus treatment with the little gremlin who walks over to the [animated] foot and flips the toenail up like the hood of a car? It’s just a cartoon, but that is one of the most shudder-inducing commercials I have ever… Keep reading…Take it slow now…
Listing… 1.) Insomnia is a royal bitch. 2.) Every twenty-eight days, my uterus tries to kill me. This may or may not be a large contributor to list item number one. Currently, at least. The rest of the time is a mixed bag of fun. And by fun, I mean EFFFFFF Youuuuuu. 3.) Somebody told me recently that I’m young in terms of changing my mind about having kids. I’m 35. So…no. No I’m not…. Keep reading…Willing to bet it…
Sometimes when life is happening, I feel like I should be writing about it for the sake of documentation, but when I do finally sit down to actually write something, I just think…ech…not really worth it. I might look back in hindsight someday and think I should have written something, but as of right now, it’s a lot more effort than I’m willing to spend on something I don’t really want to write about in… Keep reading…Got a ten track mind…
…a padded room, most likely. Or hell. Or both. Anyway. By making one silly comment, Bob unwittingly gave me a really ridiculous idea for a story. Or at least for a set of characters I could potentially develop a really ridiculous story around. I don’t know that I could put together a full plot for it, but the gears are turning on how to make it work. If nothing else, I suppose I get a… Keep reading…Only got one place to go…