I was casually browsing through New Times Monday night, and they had an entire page ad promoting Tool’s new tour. SATURDAY, APRIL 7! GET TICKETS NOW! But as my luck would have it, I’m going to be in New York that weekend. Actually, every date they’re in Florida, is every date I’m in New York. WHHHHHHHHHHHHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY??! That Saturday is the eve ( Read more... )

So we're going to see Justin Timberlake in February. I'm praying to God that he performs "Dick in a Box" because that song has been in my head ALL DAY. Actually, just  these three lines:

One; cut a hole in the box
Two: put your junk in the box
Three: make her open the box

I think Everclear's gonna be here a week or two before also. 
February is going ( Read more... )

Tilly and the Wall are playing tomorrow night but I’m scheduled to work 5pm to close. Since I’ve been calling out every other week (no lie!) to go to shows, I thought this time I would be a responsible adult and sit this one out. Yet when I got to work I remembered how much of a bad mood my job and coworkers get me in and how I shouldn’t suffer ( Read more... )

The night before last I had a dream with Jeffrey from Project Runway. I was zoning DVDs (working, ugh!) and he was browsing around me. I called to him, “Say it ain’t so, Jeffrey! Say it ain’t so! You didn’t really do it, did you?” and he just walked away. The show has invaded my subconscious and my dreams. I don’t mind. <-- that’s a pun, dearies ( Read more... )

I am the only person in my creative writing class that writes comedy. Everyone did their first piece on cheating “typical male” husbands, heroin junkie boyfriends or homo-erotic bind and torture captors (you seemed normal Donald, what’s up with that?) - while mine was about a girl whose umbrella wouldn’t close ( Read more... )

Yesterday I showed up at work with toothpaste on my uniform. It’s my own fault; I was watching Project Runway while brushing my teeth. So many jaw-dropping/omg! moments, you get the idea… That show is ruining my life! In a good way, of course ( Read more... )

If you want blood, you got it. and if you want the truth, Jan Johnson, you got that too:

Chuck Close attributes certain circumstances and interests in his childhood as to being pivotal experiences, which led him to being an artist. Thoughtfully consider anything from your own childhood, which has obviously pointed you toward your vocational goals ( Read more... )

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My cousin Christy had her baby on the 15th. It’s a baby girl named Janessa.

On Valentines Day Meghan and Aaran accompanied me to a late-night viewing of the romantic/comedy When A Stranger Calls. The movie was so in theme with Valentines ! Although via phone, the stranger proclaims his love for the girl with a line of poetry, ( “I want your blood…all over me )

Aaran and I went to see Veruca Salt at the Culture room (I almost wrote Culture Club) tonight. I think Aaran put it best when he said, “It’s like going to see the Spice Girls without Geri ( Read more... )