[i spent the winter in havana]

[minervacat]

It's easier to pretend that my disjointed brain isn't really that disjointed if I letter the list:

1. The weekend's run of shows: [Holy Ghost Tent Revival CD Release Show] and [The Old Ceremony @ the Local 506].
   
   
2. The Old Ceremony set proves that the 506 is capable of lighting the stage in ways that don't make everyone on it look sunburnt and/or bloody; and yet, they rarely do. RED GELS ARE NOT ALWAYS THE ANSWER, 506.
   
   
3. To head west from Carrboro and the CH -- to Greensboro or Winston-Salem, places we often and occasionally, respectively, see shows -- you have to drive out NC 54 about 25 miles until it connects to I-85/40 in Graham. There's this church towards the western end of that stretch of 54 that always has a sign up outside that says GOATS 4 SALE, except that on Friday it said XMAS SPECIAL - HALF PRICE - GOATS 4 SALE. Anybody need a two-for-one special on goats? TWO FOR ONE GOATS BOUGHT FROM A CHURCH, THEY GOTTA BE HOLY GOATS, RIGHT? :D? :D? *rim shot* *echoing silence in wake of terrible pun*
   
   
4. Obligatory paragraph about college football: I think there are profound and sad and scary things to be said about Auburn hiring Coach 5-19 to replace Tommy and his $5.1 million buyout instead hiring of, say, Turner Gill (too smart to take that job anyway) or Charlie Strong (too smart to jump inside the SEC), but the things that need to be said make me so frustrated and blindingly angry that I can't discuss them rationally, so instead I'm just trying to focus on the inexplicable Muschamp-to-Auburn rumor from last week that obviously got started when the Auburn AD said, "We're hiring our former D-Coordinator!" Sadly, the defensive coordinator they hired: not nearly as awesome as Boom, Motherfucker!. And Auburn now: the laughing stock of the SEC, on so many well-deserved levels. I liked this search better when I thought the AD was just trolling the fan base for the lolz. Now it just makes me depressed, and I'm not even an Auburn fan.
   
   
5. The more I listen to Folie a Deux, the more it grows on me. Oh, Peter, you made a damn good album.
   
   
6. Once again it is Monday, and down here today it's sort of mild and it smells like it rained last night (which it did), and I would so much rather be in a car off to take pictures somewhere than I would be at work.

I guess I should go buckle down and get something done in the office, right? That's what they pay me for, after all.