seven oh seven. ell oh ell.
I've been really, really, really incredibly lucky.
New Okkervil River mixtape thingy. Downloaded today. Thanks Mike.
I wish I were extraordinarily talented at something interesting. And/or had enough confidence in my abilities to share them with people.
This week was my last radio show 'til April. Sub next week because I have a final, and sub over spring break because I'm going to Pullman. Side note - really excited for that. Super bummed that it means I'll have less time to see everyone else I want to see, and it's going to be expensive driving there and back by myself, but both those things are okay. I'll be in Kirkland the 21st-24th and a little on the 30th maybe. Let's hang out.
Oh, right. Point of that was, my radio show's moving to Thursdays. Still 10-noon though. Listen for me tearing up the airwaves again spring quarter. www.kugs.org
Home is where beds are made and butter is added to toast.
I've realized that I'm really quirky. Everyone is if you think about it. I really enjoy other people's quirks. I don't think I take note of mine enough. But speaking of feeling real, I think that's one of the things that does it for me. So I'm going to start taking note. That's right folks, we are once again facing and embracing.
Numero uno: One of the things I love about going home for random weekends is reading the funnies in the Sunday paper. They are comics the rest of the week, but on Sunday they are the funnies papers. We get the Times ones and the P-I ones, and I always tuck the P-I ones inside the Times ones because the middle of the P-I ones has the Eggers and the puzzles and Slylock Fox and I think it's a nice little interlude to have smack-dab in the middle of my funnies papers experience.
Where the hell did "smack-dab" come from? I want to find out. That sounds like a fun story.
I heard today that "chockablock" is a word. Apparently it spawned "chock full." I don't really get it all the way yet.
That's okay, though. It's how most things are.