up too early. couldn't sleep. had a wierd dream where i was some guy that looked like a cross between vince vaughn and lou reed. i think it was supposed to be a movie. huh. i wore cool sunglasses, though. that's for sure.
so. finally hooked up my walkman to my broken stereo. so i can listen to c.d.s now. out loud and everything. so... Read More
If you applied to be an sg i think all the other girls would give up. But i'm biased i think. What kinda cd player thingy is it? i bet someone could find it online somewhere.
All I know about NewAwlens I learned from The Man, Dr. John. Seriously, I've read part of his autobiography (was killing time in Toledo's huge library while my friend was at work), and I plan to finish the thing soon (I just recently found out it's in Arlington's library). Read about the Indians, and the Doctor broke down 1) neighborhoods's ethnicities, 1950s/60s, 2) the music scene (same), and 3) his bad adolescence drug-problems in the first few chapters.
I also have a few of his albums.
just drove Rhys to the airport. he's flying to London. great timing, eh? he'll be in Scotland for two weeks- for the British Open, and then a bit of traveling and sight-seeing with his dad. i wish i could go. he's not even excited about it. fucking bastard. i'd kill to go to the U.K. for two weeks.
other than that... watching the People's Court.... Read More
recently i've been having to be up all night - and it always seems to work out that i have a lot of shit to do during the day - so i never really get any sleep other than an hour here an hour there. it sucks so much.
you see, i had lots of funny stories about the trip to Atlanta and the 4th of July party, and road signs in Alabama, and the like. but they're all kind of over-shadowed in my memory now by the hellish drive back through the tropical storm. i honestly did not believe we were going to make it home.
"I remember how the darkness doubled
And the lighting struck itself
I was listening to the rain
But I was hearing something else..."
it's pouring down the rain, here. train whistles out on the levee. i wanted to sleep all day but my back starting hurting and woke me up, as it likes to do when i lay around for more than ten hours.
I myself am starting to swear off Gaelic whiskey... okay, I'll try a couple more... but when I say Red Breast tasted like cat piss, that is not in an attempt to compare it to something gross that it was not really like, but to be accurate.
Ancient Ancient Age is pretty good. Hearty. I would love to do a taste test, a blindfold one, of ALL the bourbons to prove I know what I mean. I'm quite sure I could recognize Beam as the worst (so far). I know I could recognize Jack... it'd be interesting to run up on Jack and Gent Jack in a blindfold test. They both have that rubbery tint, and I can't imagine why (casks made of old NBA balls?), but they are still far preferable to me than Maker's Mark, Knob's Creek, or Beam (not all bars have the 101 option, but it is I guess better than Jack... I still think Gent Jack is the smoothest, if not the best-tasting.... well, maybe Wild Turkey Rare Breed, which is better than 101).
When I was learning about bourbons, I came upon a website from a guy from Kentucky. He made it clear that was where his loyalty lay. He told the story that Jack Daniels (THE Jack Daniels) couldn't open his office safe one day, so he kicked it. The toe broke. Gangrene set in. That's how he died. The website guy was saying- a Kentucky gentleman wouldn't have behaved like that.
Well, maybe... but crazydasaint is right that Tennessee's Dickel #12 is very good, up there with KY's best. And Virginia Gentleman is okay (a KY/VA product).
I also think I could identify Old Grand-dad in a taste test; it's the sweetest. Old Whiskey River is slightly smoky; I don't go for smoky-flavored things much, but it might be my fave... and it's Willie Nelson-endorsed.
You can look for my other thoughts on booze at rateitall.com - I'm PattersonVanZant (note- I might've over-praised Gent Jack a bit, but that's how I felt at the time).
okay. so i am going to Atlanta this weekend. i'll be gone from Saturday afternoon-ish until probably Tuesday night.
i'm helping a friend from art school move all the junk from her studio to her new place. which is good, because since she's moving i won't have an opportunity to hang out with her again until... fuck knows when. then we're driving to somewhere north... Read More
It could very well be the same recording.
I think on all of 1975 there's one song I don't like. One song. On two CDs. I can't remember which one it is offhand. I think it's "Mama, You Been On My Mind"? Or "Oh Sister"... anyway, 21 out of 22 ain't awful.
I read all the above. I don't want to just say something short but errr I'm at work... I will say- you don't have to consider yourself trapped anywhere for 5 years. You can go elsewhere during that time... I mean, if you're not signed into anything like a lease! Also, you might find things to do in NC... or not, but then you can go somewhere else before 5 years is up. I've been to NC last year and they let me out of the state a few days later, without a cavity search, baksheesh, or anything.
okay. so. i'm going to gloat about losing weight and fitting into old pairs of pants. i just have to get it out of my system. feel free to skip this bit:
It's kinda funny, my pants are bunching up at the crotch now. People are telling me I "need" to buy clothes now. It seems that I have a gift for being inappropriate/annoying.
But he is to busy defending my desk to fly to Atlanta or Louisiana or where ever you are at the momment..
-roguemind