The Night Is Lovely As a Rose, If I See Sunlight On You I Am Sure That We'll Both Decompose
So Spring Break is over, and I read several books, got a haircut that’s barely noticeable, sent my computer into the shop, and found a large hexagonal cardboard crate that reads “Philips Crab Pasteurized Crab Meat.”
Radio for 4/10/06: Unintentionally very Spring-y, and one of the best radio shows we’ve had in quite a while:
Sigur Ros-- Intro
Echo and the Bunnymen-- Lips Like Sugar
A.C. Newman-- Miracle Drug
The Shins-- Caring Is Creepy
A Band of Horses-- The First Song
Simon and Garfunkel-- Poem on the Underground Wall
Luc-- Faith Eater
The Great Lake Swimmers-- Bodies and Minds
Iron and Wine-- Jezebel
Liars-- Drum Gets a Glimpse
Slowdive-- Machine Gun
Uncle Tupelo-- Chickamauga
Calexico-- Cruel
Galaxie 500-- Decomposing Trees (live)
Kaki King-- Carmine Street
Today, in honor of Alister’s beloved Michelle flying in from California, a bevy of us went to picnic at the Palisades. Lots of drinking Tsingtao beer in bare feet and clambering down limestone rock faces and chasing geese around.
I’m in organismal biology right now, surrounded by people I can’t fucking stand. There are a lot of people I don’t know, but about whom I make snarky comments under my breath. This has only been exacerbating my general disenchantment as of late.
However, I’m reading the most wonderful book right now: Giles Goat-Boy by John Barth. It’s the book that Kurt Vonnegut would have written if he was talented enough. Our hero is a boy raised as a goat who leaves the farm to join a computer-controlled, religiously inclined mega-university that stands as a parable for modern civilization, circa 1966. The Bible is divided into the Old Syllabus and the New Syllabus and old black men sing spirituals about graduating.
Radio for 4/10/06: Unintentionally very Spring-y, and one of the best radio shows we’ve had in quite a while:
Sigur Ros-- Intro
Echo and the Bunnymen-- Lips Like Sugar
A.C. Newman-- Miracle Drug
The Shins-- Caring Is Creepy
A Band of Horses-- The First Song
Simon and Garfunkel-- Poem on the Underground Wall
Luc-- Faith Eater
The Great Lake Swimmers-- Bodies and Minds
Iron and Wine-- Jezebel
Liars-- Drum Gets a Glimpse
Slowdive-- Machine Gun
Uncle Tupelo-- Chickamauga
Calexico-- Cruel
Galaxie 500-- Decomposing Trees (live)
Kaki King-- Carmine Street
Today, in honor of Alister’s beloved Michelle flying in from California, a bevy of us went to picnic at the Palisades. Lots of drinking Tsingtao beer in bare feet and clambering down limestone rock faces and chasing geese around.
I’m in organismal biology right now, surrounded by people I can’t fucking stand. There are a lot of people I don’t know, but about whom I make snarky comments under my breath. This has only been exacerbating my general disenchantment as of late.
However, I’m reading the most wonderful book right now: Giles Goat-Boy by John Barth. It’s the book that Kurt Vonnegut would have written if he was talented enough. Our hero is a boy raised as a goat who leaves the farm to join a computer-controlled, religiously inclined mega-university that stands as a parable for modern civilization, circa 1966. The Bible is divided into the Old Syllabus and the New Syllabus and old black men sing spirituals about graduating.