Take Apart Your Head
It's been a little while since last I updated. I'm not sure if and when I'll get to that summer fiction I hinted at in the last post, but we'll see. If nothing else I have plenty of inspiration (the drive home to Shannock at night sometimes freaks me the hell out). Until then, I'll just spend the next 15 minutes or so highlighting things that are getting me fairly excited (in both good and bad ways).
That Goddamn Intrepid: My car battery died the Monday after I got back from North Carolina, forcing me to have Jon come over and jump the damn thing, only to find that it was so dead that it had to be re-jumped every time it was turned off. To add to the confusion, the brakes kept locking up on the rear wheels (good thing it's a front-wheel drive vehicle). Now, it should be mentioned that Dodge engineers apparently thought it was a cool idea to mount the battery in such a way that the entire front of the car has to be removed to replace it, a process which takes about an hour and a half and cost me about $130. Just to change the battery. During the brake work a week later the good people at Northup's (and I mean that, they're good guys over there) discovered that one of my tire rods was about to fall off. Over $500 later, my car was safe enough to drive (for the next two weeks until something else starts to fall off of it). I can't wait to pay my next credit card bill. This car is the physical embodiment of a middle finger from God raised in my direction.
Say Anything: This excellent, excellent, excellent band is playing in Providence on Monday the 14th. If you go, and I reccomend you do, you'll see me there.
Baby Sharpnose Sharks: These little apex predators provided my brother and I with endless entertainment while night fishing at Atlantic Beach. We only actually caught a couple of them, but their handiwork was with us all night. See, after the first couple get hooked, the little bastards learn. For the rest of the night bait was pulled up with perfect semicircular bites in it, or was missing altogether. Plus, the little guys were so adorable that I wanted to take one home with me. As a matter of fact, adult sharpnose sharks only get up to 3-4 feet long, so given a big enough tank (and by that I mean a basement flooded with seawater) they could actually make great pets.
Gnarls Barkley: The last time something as simultaneously weird and funky as "Crazy" got so much airplay, it was called "Hey Ya" and was performed by OutKast. St. Elsewhere is even crazier than The Love Below and doesn't come packaged with a disc of more traditional hip hop. They even cover the Violent Femmes!
Brand New: Anyone who reads the comments on this blog knows I have a spy with almost frightening connections to the Brand New world. According to her the new album is tentatively scheduled to be released sometime in October (though now that I've said that it'll probably be pushed back to 2009) and the new leaked song "Take Apart Your Head" is good enough to become the title of this entry.
Portuguese Man o' War: At Rhode Island beaches, potentially life-threatening jellyfish stings are the new sunburns. However, these are some damn cool-looking jellyfish.
Shark Week 2006: After last year's fairly weak offerings, this summer's Shark Week was pretty quality. Sticking Dirty Jobs in there actually worked (unlike last year when the Discovery Channel tried to pass off Monster House as a legitimate part of the programming) and the new shows were all pretty strong. Plus, that guy who walked with lions cried like a prepubescent girl when faced with a Carribean reef shark. Further proof that the ocean is more badass than the land.
Chloroform: My favorite co-worker.
Halloweenapalooza: Jordan and I already have evil plans under way for this shindig. If we have our wicked way, it'll be the best event ever to eat up the entire Student Union.
Well, that's all I've got for tonight. Sweet dreams.
That Goddamn Intrepid: My car battery died the Monday after I got back from North Carolina, forcing me to have Jon come over and jump the damn thing, only to find that it was so dead that it had to be re-jumped every time it was turned off. To add to the confusion, the brakes kept locking up on the rear wheels (good thing it's a front-wheel drive vehicle). Now, it should be mentioned that Dodge engineers apparently thought it was a cool idea to mount the battery in such a way that the entire front of the car has to be removed to replace it, a process which takes about an hour and a half and cost me about $130. Just to change the battery. During the brake work a week later the good people at Northup's (and I mean that, they're good guys over there) discovered that one of my tire rods was about to fall off. Over $500 later, my car was safe enough to drive (for the next two weeks until something else starts to fall off of it). I can't wait to pay my next credit card bill. This car is the physical embodiment of a middle finger from God raised in my direction.
Say Anything: This excellent, excellent, excellent band is playing in Providence on Monday the 14th. If you go, and I reccomend you do, you'll see me there.
Baby Sharpnose Sharks: These little apex predators provided my brother and I with endless entertainment while night fishing at Atlantic Beach. We only actually caught a couple of them, but their handiwork was with us all night. See, after the first couple get hooked, the little bastards learn. For the rest of the night bait was pulled up with perfect semicircular bites in it, or was missing altogether. Plus, the little guys were so adorable that I wanted to take one home with me. As a matter of fact, adult sharpnose sharks only get up to 3-4 feet long, so given a big enough tank (and by that I mean a basement flooded with seawater) they could actually make great pets.
Gnarls Barkley: The last time something as simultaneously weird and funky as "Crazy" got so much airplay, it was called "Hey Ya" and was performed by OutKast. St. Elsewhere is even crazier than The Love Below and doesn't come packaged with a disc of more traditional hip hop. They even cover the Violent Femmes!
Brand New: Anyone who reads the comments on this blog knows I have a spy with almost frightening connections to the Brand New world. According to her the new album is tentatively scheduled to be released sometime in October (though now that I've said that it'll probably be pushed back to 2009) and the new leaked song "Take Apart Your Head" is good enough to become the title of this entry.
Portuguese Man o' War: At Rhode Island beaches, potentially life-threatening jellyfish stings are the new sunburns. However, these are some damn cool-looking jellyfish.
Shark Week 2006: After last year's fairly weak offerings, this summer's Shark Week was pretty quality. Sticking Dirty Jobs in there actually worked (unlike last year when the Discovery Channel tried to pass off Monster House as a legitimate part of the programming) and the new shows were all pretty strong. Plus, that guy who walked with lions cried like a prepubescent girl when faced with a Carribean reef shark. Further proof that the ocean is more badass than the land.
Chloroform: My favorite co-worker.
Halloweenapalooza: Jordan and I already have evil plans under way for this shindig. If we have our wicked way, it'll be the best event ever to eat up the entire Student Union.
Well, that's all I've got for tonight. Sweet dreams.