okay, a). you're in houston? me, too. b). more importantly, HOW THE HELL DID I NOT KNOW FALL OUT BOY WAS GOING TO BE HERE?!?! that's what i get for never listening to the actual radio. i would have put up with avril and jordan sparks and lifehouse (i don't even know who that is!) for some patrick. dammit!
a) yep! and it is fucking hot, oh my god, I love it.
b)NO ONE SEEMED TO KNOW! It was pure luck I found out -- I periodically check ticketmaster for shits and giggles, and there was fall out boy! It was fucking Jingle Jam, which, what the hell. Even when I listen radio, its 90.1 or NPR, so it's not like I'd be able to figure it out. And it was a really short set, with a really, really fourteen year old girl crowd, but I had fun! I enjoyed looking for clan gear during the other people's shows and screaming my fucking head off for patrick stump.
a). OMG I HATE IT!!! I was fucking born here and I still am not used to this shit. The six years I lived elsewhere were the happiest of my life, climate-wise. Oh, and lack-of-pollution-wise.
b). Oh, Jingle Jam. I refuse to listen to 104.1, just on principle. I'm not sure what the principle is, exactly, but you know. Anyway, I am jealous. I never really know when anything is going on, not least because even if I did know, half the time I wouldn't go because it would mean I'd have to drive myself all the way from stupid Clear Lake into wherever and that is often too much effort for me. But I would have done it for Patrick! I totally would have, omg, and screamed and/or squealed the entire time.
Are you going to see Cobra Starship in February? I haven't bought tickets yet (I just found out about it yesterday) but I am totally planning on going, if at all possible.
I adore the heat. I am such a wimp in terms of cold -- like, I get horribly cold if the air conditioning is too high. My brother goes to school in Minnesota and I literally cannot manage to visit him half the time. It is nine degrees there! Nine! Humans are not meant to live in that temperature!
I refuse to listen to all our radio stations, pretty much. 90.1 is good for the talk radio and they have a great hip hop show on wednesdays -- Rice radio is good and NPR is always fun.
Anyway, clear lake really is way far out there. I live right in the middle of Rice village, which is fun.
And yeah, I thought I would go to Cobra -- I don't have tickets yet either, but if I can, I so, so will.
Oh, I hate the heat with the passion of a thousand burning fires. I don't know that I could deal with Minnesota levels of cold, but snow and shit - I love it. I keep my apartment at a nice, frigid 65 degrees all the time
( ... )
Dude, don't worry about the ranting. The only way to become less than a stranger is the ranting. Also, bitching about Houston is one of my favorite hobbies ever, god knows. I'll rant back!
I mostly don't have any opportunity to need to listen to the radio, really. My ipod is basically surgically attached to my head and when I get into the car, I plug my ipod into the car, and when I get home, I plug my ipod into my speakers.
Also, regarding traffic, I get like the opposite of road rage? I really like getting stuck in traffic. I like to drive, it is like Zen meditation for me or some shit. Which means I'm late all the fucking time, but.
Though, I do feel you about living in shitty parts of town. I used to live in Memorial, and it is not a BAD part of town by ANY means -- it is just literally the most boring place on earth(not counting the woodlands, because that place is clearly otherworldly.)
I am so road rage-y it's not even funny. I mean, getting stuck in traffic is one thing - it's annoying, but it's not so bad, I do it every day. (School is 25 miles away from my apartment, and work is 37 miles away, in the opposite-ish direction.) i don't actually like it, but I do okay. I sing along to whatever I'm listening to and dance like a crazy person and generally forget that the car is essentially a big glass bubble and everyone CAN actually see me. So it's not too bad. The thing that gets me is when people can't drive right. Like motherfuckers who never learned about merging - you can't drive onto the onramp and then STOP AND EXPECT PEOPLE TO LET YOU IN when they are not stopped! the merger is the one merging! they must adjust their speed accordingly! also, people who feel like they don't have to wait, they can just drive in the turn-only lane/ending lane/shoulder/etc because they are in such a hurry. or people who drive BELOW THE SPEED LIMIT in the fucking fast lane. I spend half my driving time singing along to the radio
( ... )
See, the thing that bothers me when I'm driving the most is when the big fucking trucks and hummers and shit are driving at the very edge of their lane, like they are thinking about merging into my lane, but haven't decided yet or something. It is both terrifying and infuriating, because, like, I am in a TINY fucking car. I adore my honda, but man, she is LITTLE. and every single car in this city that is not mine is GINORMOUS. so it is not that I get road rage-y so much as I get terrified of being squashed like a little bug
( ... )
OH MY GOD I totally agree about big trucks. I work in Channelview, literally next door to the port of Houston, and 18-wheelers are CONSTANTLY trying to kill me. I'm going, dude, I drive a Hyundai, I can't compete with you! Just please don't run me over! And instead of being terrified, like a sensible person, I instead get enraged. I'm like, how dare you not see me
( ... )
I am continually getting lost in Houston, somewhat on purpose (I love to drive, like, love to drive, so, yeah. I try not to wander around in my car like that often, though, because talk about shitty for the environment), so I am always randomly ending up in industrial areas or wedged between two eighteen wheelers. I hate them so much, god, they are terrifying.
Dude, word on the elements. Those cars are fucking ugly. Now, I drive a Honda Fit, which is not exactly the most attractive car on the market, but is still awesome and I adore it -- but at least it looks like a car not like I put a shoe box on wheels.
See, the 1970 Chevelle is sexy. Hummers are not sexy, they are trashy and ugly. Other sexy cars, I think, are 1969 Impalas, Ford Thunderbirds and 1970 Pontiac Firebirds. I don't actually know that much about cars? But I do know that American muscle cars are hot.
Sleep is for the weak! That being said, I'm weak, and am going to sleep after this post, so maybe you can get a little too?
I used to be terrified of getting lost when I first started driving, but then I realized that it was sort of inevitable. Like, I have hilariously bad direction sense. The first year I lived in Houston I once had to call a friend to ask him where my house was I was so lost.
I get lost about once a month going to school which I do every day, for christ sake. To be fair, it is like a forty minute drive and I do stupid shit like try to take different routes, but still. I am good at getting lost!
The Honda Fit (which, by the way, is a terrible name -- Honda really needs new marketing people) is actually pretty awesome. I used to drive a really nice volvo s80 which got totaled, so it doesn't have that sort of power, but for how efficient and compact it is (not to mention how cheap!), it's pretty great. Not quite pedaling on the high way, but certainly not powerful
Reply
b)NO ONE SEEMED TO KNOW! It was pure luck I found out -- I periodically check ticketmaster for shits and giggles, and there was fall out boy! It was fucking Jingle Jam, which, what the hell. Even when I listen radio, its 90.1 or NPR, so it's not like I'd be able to figure it out. And it was a really short set, with a really, really fourteen year old girl crowd, but I had fun! I enjoyed looking for clan gear during the other people's shows and screaming my fucking head off for patrick stump.
Reply
b). Oh, Jingle Jam. I refuse to listen to 104.1, just on principle. I'm not sure what the principle is, exactly, but you know. Anyway, I am jealous. I never really know when anything is going on, not least because even if I did know, half the time I wouldn't go because it would mean I'd have to drive myself all the way from stupid Clear Lake into wherever and that is often too much effort for me. But I would have done it for Patrick! I totally would have, omg, and screamed and/or squealed the entire time.
Are you going to see Cobra Starship in February? I haven't bought tickets yet (I just found out about it yesterday) but I am totally planning on going, if at all possible.
Reply
I refuse to listen to all our radio stations, pretty much. 90.1 is good for the talk radio and they have a great hip hop show on wednesdays -- Rice radio is good and NPR is always fun.
Anyway, clear lake really is way far out there. I live right in the middle of Rice village, which is fun.
And yeah, I thought I would go to Cobra -- I don't have tickets yet either, but if I can, I so, so will.
Reply
Reply
I mostly don't have any opportunity to need to listen to the radio, really. My ipod is basically surgically attached to my head and when I get into the car, I plug my ipod into the car, and when I get home, I plug my ipod into my speakers.
Also, regarding traffic, I get like the opposite of road rage? I really like getting stuck in traffic. I like to drive, it is like Zen meditation for me or some shit. Which means I'm late all the fucking time, but.
Though, I do feel you about living in shitty parts of town. I used to live in Memorial, and it is not a BAD part of town by ANY means -- it is just literally the most boring place on earth(not counting the woodlands, because that place is clearly otherworldly.)
Reply
Reply
Reply
Reply
Dude, word on the elements. Those cars are fucking ugly. Now, I drive a Honda Fit, which is not exactly the most attractive car on the market, but is still awesome and I adore it -- but at least it looks like a car not like I put a shoe box on wheels.
See, the 1970 Chevelle is sexy. Hummers are not sexy, they are trashy and ugly. Other sexy cars, I think, are 1969 Impalas, Ford Thunderbirds and 1970 Pontiac Firebirds. I don't actually know that much about cars? But I do know that American muscle cars are hot.
Reply
Reply
I used to be terrified of getting lost when I first started driving, but then I realized that it was sort of inevitable. Like, I have hilariously bad direction sense. The first year I lived in Houston I once had to call a friend to ask him where my house was I was so lost.
I get lost about once a month going to school which I do every day, for christ sake. To be fair, it is like a forty minute drive and I do stupid shit like try to take different routes, but still. I am good at getting lost!
The Honda Fit (which, by the way, is a terrible name -- Honda really needs new marketing people) is actually pretty awesome. I used to drive a really nice volvo s80 which got totaled, so it doesn't have that sort of power, but for how efficient and compact it is (not to mention how cheap!), it's pretty great. Not quite pedaling on the high way, but certainly not powerful
Reply
Leave a comment