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Z-TOWN AND DOG BOYZ

What should I watch on youtube?

I am sorry about various and sundry hangovers and traveling inconveniences. fyi for anyone flying/picking people up from airports, the flight that I got bumped to after missing my actual flight yesterday was delayed an hour and a half. that seemed endemic; all the flights around me were delayed.

also, hi, Eric!

unrelated: the bob inn has malort.

That show looked fun. I got drunk with strangers instead. How was it?

Holy momma. A subcontractor just gave me a $50 gift card to Lord & Taylor. Niiice.

My boss just came up to my desk and said I could go home. BOO YAH!

Have a great Christmas, everybody!

Middle dude kind of looks like Mark Wahlberg/David Spade.

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Zeigeist, "Tar Heart"
Geiger, "Good Evening (Supermayer Remix)"
Momus, "Nervous Heartbeat"
Sasse ft. Kiki, "Loosing Touch"

They're the only songs standing in my way of having the entirety of Pitchfork and Stylus's year-end lists on my hard drive.

I am thinking about showing up at the Green Mill around 10 tonight, but I might just go to tomorrow night's show. Not sure yet what I'm going to do. What should I do?

peace & love.

Oh, but it goes so much deeper than that. I was a fool before. I did not know enough to recognize that Motorhead is rock. They are the pinnacle and the nascent form all at once.

Christgau has a clear thought for once:

The stuff is so pure it's almost rarefied: no operatic declamations, no schlocky guitaristics, no satanism or medievalism or sci-fi or sexist s&m. Just aggression, violence, noise.

YESSSS!

So I went to four of these furniture stores, and saw a lot of overstuffed things and a lot of grandmotherly things and a lot of just plain bullshit. It's a lot like looking for records in the dollar bin. But then this one couch jumped out at me. There was a soft glow behind it, and angels sang. I knew it was meant for me. It's a chocolate brown number with no arms and tapered and angled steel legs.

This is the conversation I had with the salesman:

Me: "I really like this one."

Him: "That's... yeah that one's nice too. It's very retro." [emphasis his]

Me: "I'll take it."

Him: "You're some kind of artist, aren't you?"

Me (flattered): "I'm a designer."

Him: "I could tell by your glasses."

So I have an artist couch, apparently. It will be delivered tomorrow.

After that we went to Nick's Uptown where we drank vodka and sodas until 4. I am strangely about my wits and I do not like it whatsoever after the money I spent on hard liquor (5 hours of drinking) that was to have taken me outside myself.

How about, "Goddamit--who do you have to blow to suck some dick around this place?"

Then I got a hug. Yay.

HAPPY XMAS EVE!

I am in Virginia, watching "White Christmas" with my family.

The best part is their specials. There's the early bird special--seated before 6, you get an entree, soup, and salad for $10.95. The special that I'm reeeealy excited about is all-you-can-eat Alaskan KING crab legs for $29.95 on Tuesdays.

Tonight I had the Simon and Garfunkle tilapia, seasoned with--you can probably guess--parsley, sage, rosemary and thyme, broiled (I think), and served with string beans and roasted red potatoes.

They have a small but respectable wine list. And you can order breakfast all day.

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