Instead of a moving sale, Jane and I are having a moving give away.

ALL VHS
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The Yellow House (It's right on UNT campus):

Red Team Go!
The Pebble That Saved The World
Last Of The Interceptors

10pm

No Cover
BYOB

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Hey.
I'm moving this rag to a different blog space.
You can read more about my exploits here:

Drink Five Alive!

Things that all happen in succession, or, An Exercise in Chronology

Phone: My phone is still broken, but I'm supposed to be getting some new hi-tech sleek Motorola number today. It took me several phone calls (including a bout at the Mockingbird Rail Station) and a few e-mails to get it today. I can't wait to store 200 phone numbers again.

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Tonight was the second night in the studio recording. We're only recording six songs, blowing right through them. We all show up and lay down the basic tracks, then we'll edit later. That's where the magic happens. For real. I mean magik. Like, spells and wizardcraft.

In Other News:I've been doing alot of research on Big Lake Texas. I lived there ( Read more... )

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I ordered David Byrne's True Stories around three months back and I finally picked it up today ( Read more... )

So, this account is going friends only.
So sorry to inconvenience anyone.

I had a dream about Truman Capote last night. The farmhouse in Holcolm, Kansas. Creepy altogether but somehow befitting.

I'm still reading Samuel Beckett's biography, and I can't go without saying that I feel prescited myself sometimes.

How hideous is the semi-colon.