Let's Play: I spent almost an hour after work kicking my soccer ball around behind George Marshall High School. The weather's here, my knee seems whole, now I just need daylights savings to spring us forward so there are enough hours of light after work.
Summer, How Can You Go Wrong:
In The Summer
All The Bets Are In:
Saving My Ticket
Then You're Doing Alright: I'm in the mood for a little more Chisel, so here's a song off of the
7" of the same nameB-side of the It's Alright, You're OK single .
The Guns of Meridian Hill
Couldn't Throw Me Too Far: Live video of Big Black performing Bad Penny.
Seoul Mate: For reasons unknown, I've been getting a ton of traffic from Korea. Just single hits to the front page, nothing that makes it look like anyone is crawling through the archives and there's been no comment spam from the IP address as of yet. Mainly I wanted to bring this up in order to get all of the horrible Seoul-related puns rattling around my brain out. Mysterious, obsessive visitor, are you my Seoul mate? My Seoul brother? My Seoul sister? Want to go out for some Seoul food? Read a bit of Chicken Soup for the Seoul? Seoooooooul Train! Seoul Caliber. Filet o' Seoul. My brain is killing me with these horrible, horrible puns. Please make it stop.
Get The World Involved:
Six Different Ways
Faraway, So Close: Last night, I finished my work for another grad school class, leaving only two left until graduation. My next class is basically about what I've been doing at work for the past 5 years, so it's summer time, at least in my mind.
What Fun Is All About:
Here Comes The Summer
I gotta bunch of work to do, so I'll finish uploading photos from the kite festival sometime later today, or maybe tomorrow. Have some health rock:
TV On The Radio -
New Health Rock
So, while picking up lunch in the Fashion Centre's foodcourt I discovered that Tab has been reinvented as an energy drink called Tab Energy. In the center of the foodcourt, the Tab people had setup a little pink and white living room, complete with a table, seats and pink shag carpeting. PINK SHAG CARPETING. On a flat screen TV behind the sample-providing woman the slogan of the new TAB ("Fuel To Be Fabulous!") was stated for all of the denizens of the mall. I'm not sure if there was actually an exclamation mark at the end of "Fabulous!" or if my mind is just adding that to my memory, but it is kind of hard to imagine it without the exclamation mark there. So there you go, Red Bull may give you wings, Sparks will get you drunk and hyper, but the folks at Tab, they'll make you fab.
Killer Klownz From Inner Suburbia: This morning, I saw a woman with red hair. Not a normal shade, but one that made her hair look like a clown's wig. In fact, it may have been a clown's wig, but I am pretty sure that it was not since it didn't look like shoddy, fake hair. It was quite clearly hair that had been dyed a brilliant shade of red since I could see her roots. In any case, if someone in the elevator at work is wondering if you are wearing clown's wig, that is not a good sign, sartorially speaking. In fact, one might question what message you are trying to send with your bride-of-Pennywise hair, especially when the message seems to be "We all float down here in Pentagon City."
SAGU BOOM: After I mentioned that the Baltimore Blast features a player who goes by the single moniker of Sagu, my friend Dan wrote:
"I can't decide if this functions better as the name of:
-A minor-league soccer player
-An industrial cleaning solvent
-A 'Street Fighter' villain
-A spaghetti sauce"
Sagu saves! Sagu cleans! Sagu BOOM! Sagu is tasty!
Yer Meme Is Pickled: Photos with the Podcast Pickle at SXSW.
Sharp, Red Music:
The Fire Engines -
SXSW: Didn't manage to make it out, despite wanting to, just not quite able to justify the expense or the fact that it would fall right at the end of my current grad school class. Still, I am jealous, what with friends telling me about seeing Okkervil River, Big Bear and Ghostface Killah all in the same festival. Next year, people, next year I have no school and no excuses.
All My Tomorrows Are Yesterdays: After taunting us with 80 degrees, the DC metro is about to get its last snowfall, just prior to the arrival of the real, lasting warm weather. Please, please, just give me some warmth and clear skies so I can go out and play.
FM Knives -
Sure To Go To Heaven: Go download The Undertones' My Perfect Cousin.
Bullet Train To My Brain: After that, go grab Drive Like Jehu's Hand Over Fist 7".
We're So Pretty, Oh So Pretty: For laughs, go listen to a few tracks of Shellac and David Yow performing as the Sex Pistols on Halloween back in 1998.
Makes Me Want To Rock Out: Cannot wait to see these guys in a few weeks.
Art Brut -
Geoffrey Chaucer Hath A Blog: "Lordynges, by Goddes grace ich yow biseche that ye forgyven me myn tardinesse yn updatinge myn blogge." Best blog ever!
Thee Rock And Roll:
Thee Headcoats - Cowboys Are Square
Sorry for falling asleep at the wheel for a few days here, but March Madness has made it hard to do anything.
Massacre At Pickle Beach: "If there is even the slightest wind, watch out. An unteathered pickle will go on a destructive rampage, rolling over anything in its path and careening down hills and across open spaces. This happened at the beach and was a terrible experience." -- on Craigslist from a man who has one gigantic inflatable pickle, free to whomever will pick it up.
Pitchers Throw It In The Comics: The quest to find out whether anyone actually throws the gyroball.
Vote Early, Vote Often:
Nation of Ulysses - You're My Miss Washington, D.C.
Update to alleviate confusion: This song was posted because of this poll. And no, you are not mistaken, "vote early, vote often" is not a line from the song.
Remember, I'm Just Spitting: This guide on How To Survive A Freestyle Rap Battle is great, if only for the clarification at the end.
"Spit" as used in the context of this article is a synonym for rapping, not the forcible expulsion of saliva from the mouth. Please do not practice the latter kind of spitting; it does not make you look nearly as cool.I can only imagine a reader complaining that they were being told that the key to success was expectorating on your opponent.
Some Say It Is A Beautiful Flower:
Helium - Pat's Trick
A Punchline In Search Of A Joke: Thanks to Deadspin, I am now going to be rooting for Oklahoma in the NCAA tournament, if only I so I can hear announcers shout "Longar Longar!" whose name sounds like it is the punchline to a joke. "Longar, Longar!" she cried.
But Your Mother's Proud: Something mellow for Monday evening.
Spinanes - Azure
Yesterday, I headed into D.C. to watch some friends haul a grocery cart around Dupont Circle and Adams Morgan in the first D.C. Idiotarod. I've uploaded 19 photos from yesterday's race to Flickr.
Action Slacks: Watch Joe Eigo do insane flips, kicks and other moves that are physically impossible for mere mortals.
A Thousand Arms To Hold You: When I was a little kid, my parents took me to the Natural History Museum where there was a massive squid under glass. Even though it was dead, the alien creature completely terrified me. I had dreams of tentacled horrors for nights after that visit to the Smithsonian. Even when I would leave bed to get away from my nocturnal mind, imaginary Krakens would still pursue me from room to room while I wandered through the townhouse. All this is just to say that I probably should not have read this article about the Diablo Rojo (aka the Humboldt squid) today while I was eating lunch.
My Fast Is A Jerk: Over at Slate's Ad Report Card (probably my favorite thing on their site), there's a new column about VW's rather puzzling new ad campaign. The primary message of the new campaign appears to be that their car will make you behave like an asshole towards your girlfriend, which is a pretty novel approach to selling your product.
Music For Vehicular Jerks Everywhere:
Buzzcocks - Fast Cars
I'm Not Working For You: A little music for a long, long day at work.
Superchunk - Slack Motherfucker (live)
Enter The Fist: A brief history of the raised, clenched fist as a symbol.
The Heart Can Rule The Head: One last Wedding Present song.
Wedding Present - My Favourite Dress
I've Really Got So Many Things To Do: Continuing the Wedding Present countdown with a track off of the classic George Best.
The Wedding Present - Everyone Thinks He Looks Daft
We Can't Have It Both Ways: Last year, the reunited Wedding Present came through town and played at the Black Cat. I had tickets and was all set to go, but then I got called out of town on business at the last moment, and my tickets went to waste. I almost missed them again because I completely forgot about this Sunday's show. Time for some of the finest bittersweet songs about breaking up that have ever been written.
The Wedding Present - Brassneck