and i’m going to see rhett miller (pretty boy), dashboard confessional (emo man), and hot rod circuit (uh.) and noise ratchet (who the fuck thought of that name?).

i spent most of my day at work staring at a computer screen updating a registry. so, aibo’s got a skateboard now, huh? you get a robot, or you get a dog. you do not get a robot dog. i’d rather get one of those robot vacuums, and laugh at the suckers vacuuming using their hands. i’d take it over to people’s houses and have them vacuum half the room while i vacuumed the other half with my robot. or maybe i’d rather just have thundercleese.

now, i don’t know about you, but after being disappointed by XXX, i’m ready for extreme ops to be well, extreme, i guess. only steven seagal can rival that kind of artistry in filmmaking.

by the way, it’s not as if i’m not looking forward to the show tonight. it’ll be the second show i’ve been to here, the first being at the knitting factory, and i didn’t like the venue or the actual band we went to see so much (nikhil), but i did catch los halos beforehand, and that was nice. on saturday i’m headed to the spaceland to see damien jurado and songs: ohia. i haven’t even gotten the gathered in song record yet, but here’s a piece of the action i’m sure you’ve heard elsewhere, but just in case: paperwings.mp3 enjoy.

the possibility that you have childhood amnesia is more likely than you think. i’m not exactly sure if i have it, but chances are, i do, seeing as i can’t remember much of anything when i was younger. except for the traumatic stuff, i gather – you know, falling into a rosebush, stepping on a nail, cutting my hand open while trying to vivisect a golf ball.
 
most of what i do know is all remembered through pictures; i remember a picture of one of my youngest birthdays, and blowing out the candles on my cake. i remember because there’s a picture of me doing so in one of my parent’s photo albums. not because i can specifically recall such occassion.
 
now, my point: if we could remember these things, i mean, assuming most people don’t, would we be better or worse off? i say this because i’ve been having nervous bouts of nostalgia here – without the familiarity of landscape and smell and design of seattle; it’s really easy to get off track and think about the shade of leaves on the still green grass in the fall in seattle. if i could remember how much simpler and happier things were when i was younger, would i have trouble functioning today?.
 
enough of that. yes, i’m back, for the time being. and i’m hoping to have much, much more content than ever before. prizes and games and…well, not really. but here. remember the season premier of scrubs? pretty badass, huh? well, i got somethin’. want some? have some: overkill.mp3