So, this weekend turned out to not be exactly what I had planned. Friday night I was completely stoked because I as supposed to go to The Blue Room, which is known for having great jazz here in good ol' Kansas City. Sadly, due to the fact that I spent way too long getting lost and it was packed all night long, I wasn't able to get in.Not so sadly, my friend Travis and I ended up walking around ...
I know the song that will play at the exact moment of my death.I used to avoid it at all costs.Now I drive way too fast on the back roads, blasting it over and over again.It's time for me to take matters into my own hands, Kenny Loggins. * * * * * Also, I really dig this lady right hur.She's pretty gnar.
Well, it has been a good long while. I really have no excuse. At the end of this summer, due to my melancholy outlook on life, I decided that maybe the rest of the world had it figured out. All it would take to be happy in resigning myself to a life of monotony and suburban stepfordness would be to start wearing Hollister and listening to Ryan Seacrest's Top 40 religiously. Let me tell you, those
No worries, my dear mog, I haven't forgotten about you. My macbook is just currently sick. That, and I also just took a weekend jaunt to Oklahoma City. Anyways, I hear this has been making the rounds on the internet lately, but I figured I would share it with you. Because this, ladies and gentleman, is what music is all about. It's what life is all about. Yes, I know I'm being a cornball. Just ...
A friend dropped off a whole plethora of fabulous new literature for me to dive into this evening. Enough to keep me entertained for quite some time, I think. The Idiot (Dostoevsky), This Side Of Paradise (Fitzgerald), Atlas Shrugged (Rand) and Pomes All Sizes by Kerouac, Needless to say, I'm pretty excited. Any advice as to which I should read first?In other news, I found this band a few months a