If I ever have a daughter, God I hope she does this kind of stuff

Valentine's Day

Flawless.

Pavarotti 

Heart

Neil Young records for Valentine's Day

Chicken Alfredo.

My favorite adopted little sister finding my gifts for me.

Cigarettes on the roof the sunny morning after.

Two loud and vulgar men cooking.

Giggling girls comparing us to a Marx Brothers routine.

The fact that my favorite people were finally all together in one place.

Flawless.

Michael Caine In Spain

Two more things.

"motha-heads"... or maybe it was "mullet heads"

"Alright, stand back you pedestrians, this ain't no automobile accident. "

No Subject

the worst thing my best friend has done for me (the male best friend from western, i have categories.) was what he did for my birthday. two days after january 16 (and 363 until the one that matters) he gave me a vinyl of "Ring of Fire: The Best of Johnny Cash".


Now I don't own a record player. My girlfriend is adamantly pro-vinyl. My hipster acquaintances play them ironically. I download music and smoke expensive cigarettes. I DON'T DO VINYL.

and so three weeks later this will be delivered to me via overwhelming urges to restrain the junk:

my baby: 

I feel like a whore.  But Nick bought me that record for three reasons:

-He likes to point out my "rural" upbringings

-I really fucking like Johnny Cash

-This quote: "I figured since you're Mr. Fucking 'Radio Indie Douche', you needed to finally play vinyl, and I wasn't going to spend more than 10 bucks on your ass. So this is your motivation to BUY A FUCKING RECORD PLAYER!"

he shouts a lot.

Favorite dialogue of last weekend: 

"What are you doing?"

"I'm trying to find the person with the lowest self esteem."

"Any luck?"

"Ah! There she is! Tube-top girl who's screaming."

"You're fucking awful."

My Sister.

The only time I wish I had a vagina is when I listen to Sleater-Kinney.


Something I've decided to do:

Some of you may or may not know that my sister is going to college next year. She's obviously as angsty as I was back when, but she's so much more mature than I was at 17. I honestly don't tell her enough how proud I am of her, but I guess that's just my family's style. Sincerity tends to make my family shiver. She's such a little badass these days.

This realization came to fruition when she told me on election night last year that if she could vote she would vote for Obama because (wait for it) she likes what he's been doing for women's rights. Little fucking badass. Even if she goes to Katy Perry concerts... I just hope she doesn't start smoking.

But what I've decided to do is make her her first mix cd from me. Because I want her to be a great women, it's going to be a four month project of vagina rock. I want to her to grab life by its chauvinistic balls and have her control the environment, instead of being the product of it.

So when she leaves for school in September after I give her my talk about watching your ass and not taking pot brownies from strangers on the bus (yes, this actually happened to a friend of mine), I'm going to give her this cd with my second spiel about the badassery I've just mentioned.

racism

Last Thursday's Playlist

Viva Voce: From The Devil Himself
Belle & Sebastian: Judy & The Dream of Horses
Deerhoof: The Tears and Music of Love
A.C. Newman: There Are Maybe Ten or Twelve
Japanese Motors: Coors Lite
Otis Redding: Shake
Chuckanut Drive: Reno to Vegas
Animal Collective: Summertime Clothes
Lou Reed: Sweet Jane
That Ghost: When There's No One Else To Sing To Sing To Yourself
V DFA Remixes: She Wants To Move
Go Slowpoke: Kiss Now, Drunk Later
Megapuss: Crop Circle Jerk '94
Blitzen Trapper: Gold for Bread
Dengue Fever: Oceans of Venus
Matt & Kim: Cutdown
Starfucker: German Love
The Little Ones: Morning Tide
Andrew Bird: Fitz + The Dizzyspells
Justice: D.A.N.C.E. Pt. II
The Pale Pacific: Tied To A Million Things
The Duke Spirit: Wooden Heart
The Spinto Band: Summer Grof
The Watson Twins: Just like heaven

After Watching 45 Minutes of Television

Rachel Maddow really has to ax the cornball at the end of her show who talks about the days odd headlines.

Keith Olbermann really shouldn't be making fun of Blagojevich's hair

Scrubs is incredibly well written sometimes

I think after I'm 40 I want to secretly be Dr. Cox

I'm pretty sure I'm the only one of the people I know who can spell Blagojevich right the first time. Polska!

Things I've learned in college (as of this week) Part 8

You do not, DO NOT, argue with a political science professor about politics.


DO NOT.



NO. Seriously, stop.