Threw away your greatest hits
Oh my God, you guys: as if waking up to "Evenflow" yesterday morning, hearing "Jeremy" before going into work tonight, and hearing "Better Man" as I parked my car in the driveway tonight upon my return weren't enough, check this out:
Eddie Vedder singing "Where The Streets Have No Name" in a karaoke lounge. In spite of The Curse, it's kind of awesome.
---
Uncle Jean's daughter Emily - y'know, Emily of the Stake - is having a piano recital, and I quasi-volunteered to be videographer. I say 'quasi' because I don't really mind it, and as long as the camera's charged it'll be fine. But it wasn't really volunteering, it was more like, Uncle Jean asked, 'Hey, you have a video camera, right?' and I responded in the affirmative. Oh well. He said he'd cook me steak for dinner afterwards, and dudes, if you ever need me to do anything, bribe me with steak. I am not even kidding. Steak will get me any time.
Eddie Vedder singing "Where The Streets Have No Name" in a karaoke lounge. In spite of The Curse, it's kind of awesome.
---
Uncle Jean's daughter Emily - y'know, Emily of the Stake - is having a piano recital, and I quasi-volunteered to be videographer. I say 'quasi' because I don't really mind it, and as long as the camera's charged it'll be fine. But it wasn't really volunteering, it was more like, Uncle Jean asked, 'Hey, you have a video camera, right?' and I responded in the affirmative. Oh well. He said he'd cook me steak for dinner afterwards, and dudes, if you ever need me to do anything, bribe me with steak. I am not even kidding. Steak will get me any time.