Starting pretty much as soon as I was able to drive, we had a routine on those Saturday nights when there wasn’t much going on. Around 11:15, we’d show up at the Big Bear grocery at Graceland Shopping Center, walk to an aisle in the center of the store and each buy a bag of… Read More 26. say it.
I don’t mean to say I feel like going down to the river and killing someone. But this melody is always exhilarating to me.
Last week was an odd one, and it left me sort of unmotivated to write about all the cool stuff that was going on while I was in a funk. My cousin’s death had something to do with it; the fact that I changed my normal Sunday-through-Thursday schedule to accommodate some vacations at work probably… Read More weakly.
Right now… … I’m thinking we need to see the Flaming Lips when they play the Trib Total Chevy IC Media Light Amphitheater at Station Square July 20. I listened to a good portion of Embryonic, the double album the band released last fall, on the way to work today; that’s a bit of weirdness… Read More 2. lips.
Game Seven. Do it.
It’s kind of a tradition for us to load up the iPod with Tony Kornheiser Show podcasts when we set out for a long drive in the car, and that’s what we did when we traveled to Columbus last weekend. One of the best bits we heard from those shows was a critique of whatever… Read More twang.
Uncle Crappy 