apophenia is the experience of seeing patterns or connections in random or meaningless data

[travisezell]

It took me a good while this morning to go through the mental rolodex and figure out which song's verse/bridge were stuck in my head, and once I realized and could attach it to actual lyrics and an actual chorus, it got worse. It's a b-side from Garbage, circa their first album, "Girl Don't Come."

I've pretty much got a full album's worth here:

1. (7/28), Viva Voce - Mixtape = Love
2. (8/6), KMFDM - Today
3. (8/7), Ladytron - Destroy Everything You Touch
4. (8/13), Of Montreal - Bunny Ain't No Kind Of Rider
5. (8/27), Spoon - Don't Make Me A Target
6. (8/28), U2 - With Or Without You
7. (8/30), David Bowie - Suffragette City
8. (9/1), The Dodos - Jodi
9. (9/9), Sister Machinegun - Hole in the Ground
10. (9/12), Of Montreal - Gronlandic Edit
11. (9/13), David Bowie - Changes
12. (9/16), The Flaming Lips - Bad Days
13. (9/19), They Might Be Giants - Your Racist Friend
14. (9/22), Kimya Dawson - Anthrax (Power-Ballad Version)
15. (9/25), Death Cab for Cutie - Expo '86
16. (9/26), Garbage - Girl Don't Come

If only we lived in the days of making mix tapes or mix CDs anymore. It's just not as satisfying to say, "maybe I'll make an iTunes playlist out of this!" Well, maybe I'll walk around Portland listening to my morning songs and see if it tells me something about myself. Anything for an epiphany.

Today was supposed to be the day we'd shoot #6, originally, so an update seems appropriate. I got an email from Cassie; like Andy, she can't do the 18th (my projected shoot date. The 18th is the only day Morgan can do it, and Morgan is great at sound -- and brings his own toys). This is going to prove a trick. Still waiting to hear back from Jon about his availability before I lock in the date. I got a promising couple of questions, but not an official yes just yet, I just now got a "yes but not the 18th" email from my actress. Things seem to be coming together, but not without complications. Forward is forward!

Today: no work (the trade-off of paycheck for sleeping in).

Today: got to get out of the house. I'll avoid the Lost temptation (it'll be here tonight, or tomorrow, or whenever) and do something. Walk up to Hollywood 24HF, I think. I think I'll go soon. No excuses, Travis. Stop being a pussy.