monroe

Still a nice picture (of you).

And I see the band followed the "No Doubt Principle" - have an Indian (Gandhi) on bass.

... That of course is second in importance in band-making principles, just behind the "White Zombie Principle" - the chick must play bass.




Really, these are principles for bass assignment, I guess.

hurray for big noses! mine is unwiedly and awful, but yours is cute as hell.

haha living past 35-40 would take divine intervention
but yer right i might not wanna know
haha curiosity did kill the cat eh

oh no, i know how crazy he is.... super weird!!

so cute! hmm... today I woke up at 8am only to pass out again until about 12:30pm. Not too bad since I went to bed at 3am last night, right? I wanted to go surfing, but I was too tired already. My friend is coming over from Cali on Wed. so I'm taking a week off to show him around. have a wonderful day! aloha

But does he know it?

This emotive-rockin' diagnosis may be yours, but he might not see it... (He could be like a Christian Scientist, but for music, not Got.)

Or, to combine two catch-phrases of the late-nineties, arising from vastly different pop-cult currents, "He is so emo, and he doesn't even know it".

(That's how it went in Swingers, subbing 'money' for 'emo', no?)

... Glad ye love 'im, too. Boys need affection too.

As to seeing past teh emo - I am sure you do, but even if not, a male (or female, for that matter) who can cook will lead most people to let the sleeping dog of a coupla Cap'n Jazz albums lie.

*Editor's note: writer of this comment owns Analphabetapolothology. Hasn't listened to it since summer '99, though. Hasn't played any songs from it since autumn '99 (but, hey, "Olerud" is named for a bomb-ass batsman).

M.I.A. is hottt shittt. And everywhere, almost... I hear "Galang" so often now, working a side-job at the cinema, since the song is being used in the Honda (?) promo that runs before the movie-trailers.

(Note: I do not begrudge her getting hers from licencing her song(s). More power to her.)

... But, yeah - the cinema is a surprisingly rich place for tuneage. White Stripes ("My Doorbell"), Elliott Smith, Tony Orlando & Dawn ("Knock Three Times") on the movie-tunes that play over the corridors and in the theatres (between shows), M.I.A. in ads for sleak autos. Good stuff...

The only possibly unfortunate admission I have is that Switchfoot is growing on me. Though I always sort-of enjoyed "Meant to Live" - I heard it toward the coda of my Buddyhead-reading phase, and for some reason I thought that the band singing that song was the at-one-time-Buddyhead-approved Revolution Smile - now, my enjoyment of Switchfoot nears total.

Suxxxors, or no?

(To use a bit of modified internaut lingo.)

... Also, if you havn't heard "Knock Three Times", you must. Simply must. Then, sing it with the boy in your living-room, knocking on the appropriate household accoutrements as warranted by the song.

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I don't know if the male of first photograph is your current boy, present boy, or past boy - you time-stamped the photo as being two or three years old, so he could be any individual or combination of the three - but is that a jeweler's magnifying device, or some such, in his hand and held to his eye?

I have not seen the Def Jam video-game. I havn't even really played a video-game with an any degree of earnestness since Super Mario 3.

I do know that Henry Rollins appeared as Vanilla Ice in the video for Third Bass's "Pop Goes the Weasel", though.

It would be a blast!

yeah well then the blonde is a more fitting color. it makes it a little better that most of the vinyl is for collector reasons as opposed to actually being played. either way though, its goofy and I've gotten shit for it before.

decent weekend?

The Ayatollah Khomeini is not a scary man. He is just committed to his cause and his faith... And, I mean, really, how much could he have loathed the Great Satan if he traded arms-and-ca$hmoney-for-hostages back in the mid-eighties?

Symbiosis, baby!

... But, he does look PHYSICALLY imposing/beweirding (to coin a term to describe the act of weirding someone out (i.e. He very much beweirds us, no?)).

It will be even more so if I find one of those inflatable Crayola crayons, spray-paint it black, and stencil yellow "atomic-energy" symbols on it.

TEH AYATOLLAH HAS TEH BOMB!

I REPEAT - RUHOLLAH HAS TEH BOMB.

HOLLAH.




(I'll never tire of the Ruhollah/holla joke...)

Monroe! Just sayin' hi. Hope you're not bored no more. What kinda underwear ya shopping for?

Remy

Sounds like a pretty cool project. I approve.

I like the ending to the journal. Your sentences get smaller and smaller until you finish. It comes off quite cute.

I would go back with a sniper rifle - oops, did I say that out loud?

not just walking, but dancing around in my knickers too. i misses all that jazz. sigh...this is going to be great.

I want to be you myspace friend... look me upclick here

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Sleep is not overrated in the short term. But is in the long term.

Oh, you decided not to cut the dressmakers dummy in the end?

I am happy with my package of sweeties

Well, this is true. But boxers? Boxers are not as sexy as say..lingerie. And look at me, do I look like a calvin klein model? Maybe a Sears Catalogue model, but that's about it. And that's blowing my own horn a bit. Anyway, hope you're having a fantastic day.

Remy

I like you.

i want to borrow that belt!!

Peanut butter and cigarettes?!! An ashtray full of Skippy?

ewwww.

J