chaosmonkey

I just got off the phone with Amelie. The one in Florida. Sigh. I suppose I should post to the long-distance internet thing thread that I'm not paying any attention to anything that was said there, but I honestly appreciate all the input given. I'm very glad I asked.

I could ramble about the internet bringing so many wonderful people together, but we all already...
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Among the many other things I would do if I were rich, I would be a producer/director. And I would remake of The Sound of Music, starring William Shatner. In drag.

Then no one would ever speak to me again.


I'm cold and snuffly. I have a headcold. At least I'm not outside in all the haze and thickness.

Update ('cause I know you all...
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Another hot summer day spent in the cool embrace of technology.

I'm waking up early, still. Even after just staying up late listening to Fleetwood Mac on vinyl and reading comics. You'd think after something like that I'd be relaxed enough to sleep past noon. No such luck.

I love seeing all these new girls just pop up. Especially Sparkle. She's an incredibly cute thang,...
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"Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead" is really a very funny play. I think I may like this whole Louisville Shakespeare company thing. Too bad I didn't have any money to donate tonight. Rosencrantz was played by a foxy lady, which added an interesting dimension to things. The only funnier Shakespeare-related piece I've seen is the production of Hamlet in Kyle Baker's The Cowboy Wally Show....
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When I'm sad, I sit around because I don't know what else to do with myself.

When I'm happy, I sit around because I don't know what else to do with myself.

What is that, anyhow? Monopolarity?

I'm staying home tonight. I've been almost-sick most of the week. The concensus is that my friends and I have either been partying too hard, or there was...
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I suppose I can put something else up here now, though not much has happened. It took me about an hour to wind down after the show last night, even after being on the road for two hours. I love seeing my favorite bands live. I know it seems pretty fucking obvious, but you shut up. I don't think I've been wholly disappointed by any...
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Things I learned/saw/heard on my trip to Indianapolis:

- New Albany cops like cheap Chinese food

- A minivan towing an SUV, which has to be the epitome of gross

- Even though the White Stripes are just some dude with a guitar and some chick on drums, they can absolutely kick ass all over a room full of people

- Hipsters hate frat boys,...
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Off I go for more fun in Indianapolis with a good friend to meet more good friends, drink some good beer, and hear some good tunes. I'm all worked up about the White Stripes. If you see a guy there that looks like me, that's me, so say hi to him.

"You feel that in your face, Silent Bob!? Wahoo, nooch!"

I've been whistling. I've been listening to The Doors and fucking WHISTLING ALONG.

Is this what it's like to be rich and always fear something's going to come along and fuck it all up? Someday you'll wake up and it'll all be gone? And why does it not feel that bad?

Whistling. Goddamn.

Home again, home again, jiggety jig.

I'm resting up from another weekend of debauchery. I ate more this weekend than I did last. So many people, so much food and intoxicants. And I still managed to find my ass in front of a computer. Sheesh.

I read comics while everyone set off fireworks outside. That shit's too loud for my sensitive little ears.

I swam...
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