January 2010
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As Someone who hates watching news on television,... →
Beautiful. Funny. This is why I get my news online or from a paper.
Edit: This is also the formula the Daily Show parodies so well.
A short conversation
Me doing homework: “What would be the predicate in this sentence?”
Tired, falling asleep nonsense girlfriend: “Star twice then push the screen.”
Really Apple?
ipad? Terrible name.
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Drummer/guitarist looking for jams
I want a band.
The ex-drummer for Snare and a Chair did not end up moving in with my friend. Maybe he did not want to have to pass the inspection with her mother.
And who can blame him?
I’m just disappointed now because I can’t easily harass him to jam with me.
I think my roommate is willing to give this music thing a go, though.
He plays in the Ex-Boogeymen. He also has been...
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a tiny apocalypse
Haitian earthquakes, corporations getting first amendment rights, AT&T allowed to spy on people, Conan’s last night on the Tonight Show: this place is going to hell.
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Good, bad and the fugly
Last night was the free Weezer concert in Tallahassee. They did not play a single song off of Pinkerton. I was sorely disappointed. Rivers Cuomo is awesomely awkward, though. Patrick Wilson seamlessly moved between drums and guitar, which gave me hope as a dual-instrument-playing, wannabe rock star.
I always wanted to like Wilson’s other band, The Special Goodness. I guess they have a few...
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“A box of Cheez-its and a chocolate bunny is probably a bad idea for dinner”
– Shaw’s last words
“Mind you. Find you. Finding us no more misogynistic and violent than the society...”
– Talib Kweli - Hip Hop Is…
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Show last night. Cold last night.
It was a little chilly last night. I slept on the floor of my friend’s apartment. It was like a small slumber party. Her brother and friend are staying the weekend in Gainesville. They are cool cats.
Anyways, I ended up wrapping my legs in two jackets. I then curled up in a fetal position. Put me on a barrel and give me a Russian hat and I would have looked like that dead guy from that...
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Jefferson Planecrash: the CD I bought from Wayward... →
It was a beautiful day so I convinced my friend to take a stroll with me to Wayward Council. You know Wayward, that punk record co-op where they blare hardcore punk music at uncomfortable volumes and stare at you with a mixture of superiority and disdain.
After rummaging through the free bins (a favorite past time of mine) I bought my friend a homemade hat as a late Christmas present. I also got...
I guess God hates Lady GaGa? →
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Back to School
No trips to the 98 cent store for purple electricity pullout folders, novelty large erasers and No. 2 pencils.
No first day outfit of a T-shirt with a humanoid, soccer-playing Doberman on it, coupled with very blue jeans that have yet to fade: what I wore the first day of class in fourth or fifth grade.
This is my last semester at college. I am watching Star Trek: The Next Generation. They found...
Awe, Journalism
Today my class had a discussion on who can be considered a journalist.
Journalist and journalism are fairly ubiquitous terms to me. I don’t have some romanticized version of what it means to be one or act as one. Anyone who reports a story can call themselves a journalist. Just like anyone who cooks can be called a cook. Maybe you’re a bad cook, but if you want to call yourself one...
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Back in the G-ville
Sometimes my fingers fly over the keyboard and I feel like I’m throwing a Hail Mary. Who knows if I will hit the right keys? Blind faith.
Edit: I think I am the only one who finds this idea coherent or entertaining.
I am back in Gainesville and had a very satisfactory welcome.
Last night consisted of three parties:
one birthday party with people way too cool for me
a nice house show...
I’m gonna be a rock star.
“This is...
A decade in public education
Everyone is trying to sum up this past decade into neat little words and lists. They are chopping up time into jagged packages of ten and glossing over it as if everything starts on zero and ends on nine. Nothing bleeds. Trends don’t come and go. A few key events define everything.
I was 12 when this decade started.
How can I easily sum up the past ten years when they include everything...
I was hoping Fox would turn off after the... →
Happy New Years. What a strange decade.