My state tax refund has arrived, and my ticket has been purchased. Not that I had any doubts I'd be going this year, it's just good to finally have that taken care of.
There were four of us at Chick's house. Myself, Girly, Dude, and of course Chick. Drinks and substances may have been consumed. While I wouldn't say abused per se, it's pretty safe to say that each of us was under some kind of influence at the time.
Girly had gone outside for a smoke. I find it hilarious that even when certain controlled substances are... Read More
I'm trying not to think about a lot of things. Work, money, art, music, burning man, friends, love, travel, it's all a huge jumble of ideas and each is important in its own way. I'm also throwing my life into a series of boxes, and neatly closing them up with tape and labeling them for the inevitable process of sorting it all out on the... Read More
The Faint are definitely synth-pop (Wet From Birth excluded, it's a lot more "punky"). Dance rock really is a terrible term but I've yet to coin another one; I use it as an all-encompassing moniker including sub-genres like electro-clash, synth/moog/keyboard based rock and punk, that type of thing. I'm admittedly pretty clumsy at finding words to classify music most of the time, which kind of fucks over arguments I have, hah. I hesitate to say "the kind of music they play at Club Bang". You know?
Yup, I most definitely shook it to the Dr Who theme. The audience did seem to like it, to be honest I was very tame compared to the zombie and the blood covered buxom wench I was doing the show with.
The side benefit of sorting through everything is that occasionally thangs that were thought lost are found. After having gone through the emotions of losing a cherished item and accepting that it's gone, there's a certain joy in getting it back.
I found my favorite goggles. I don't expect you to know what that means, or to care.
I say you post them anyway. I wish I had pictures of sixsixty in battle dance mode. When he gets really drunk, like black out drunk he SERIOUSLY battle dances. Like he's all business, saying "I could totally take him in a dance." ha.
Inventory time. Sorting and organizing can take a lot longer than you think - I think that as a general rule we all tend to accumulate more than we imagine as we go. And I think I tend to hold onto even more than I should, so this is usually also a good time to determine what needs to be discarded.
Friday night was hilarious and odd. I opted to stay in, still recovering from a motherfucker of a headache (caused by the biggest solar flare to hit our stupid planet in 16 years... I'm sensitive to that sort of stuff). *shakes fist at sun*
Surfed the net, watch a couple DVD's, and chatted online while enjoying a few drinks. Then Rawr_Ima_Monster hops... Read More
-Q!