Race against time! I've got a whole lot to type about, but not a whole lot of time. I've just taken some "Nite-Time", a Nyquil equivalent, and so I'm minutes away from incoherent drowsiness. Let's start with the explanation for that. I woke up today with a sore throat and it's gotten steadily worse over the course of the day. I've been feeling a little run-down lately anyhow, but I blamed my listlessness on being unemployed. Now I find I'm legitimately sick, but still unemployedso I can't do anything about it so far as doctors go. I'll be alright though, I promise you like a dying father in a movie promises his kid he'll be alright. Anyways, I'm rambling, and that spells death for a blog so I'll move to a bullet-ed key-points version of this before I go sleepytime crazy.
Act II: The Pur-Chase Haha, that title blows, but here's the scoop. I bought two things today. One was a Pixies b-sides compilation, which is great as could be imagined, the other was a quarterly literary/art collection called "Timothy McSweeney's" or something to that effect. It's got a bunch of stories and pictures in it, and accompanying it is a 44 song CD whose tracks are meant to accompany each piece in the book. 37 of the songs are by They Might Be Giants, and since they're making the songs to accompany art it gets experimental in a good way. Maybe I'll tell you which parts I really like once I get a chance to listen to it all the way through. TMBG also wrote the theme to the supposedly horrible "The Oblongs" TV-Show on the WB, which means that they wrote themes for two of the 5 network shows which are on at 8:30pm on sunday. theymightbegiants.com talks about it and it is funny. As in it will make you laugh unless you are a turd.
what's up, Black? The frank-black show for tonight at the Black Cat got cancelled because their equiptment got stolen in Philadelphia. It sucked because I had found out they were doing 2.5 hour sets and playing 7-8 Pixies songs a night, out of a 36 song set. I was all stoked to see them and then I couldn't. It was probably good since I'm feeling sick now and all, but that don't mean my hopes weren't dashed. Trust me, they were. I beseech you, if you can, to listen to Frank Black's new album, "Dog in the sand", and also his second one "Teenager of the Year". If I made the rules for earth those would be two of my favorite cds.
Googley i was feelin' all down today, thinking about how noone wants to hire me at their companies and noone wants to come read my blog page, so I decided to check out how many people were coming here and where they were coming from. I always hesitate to trust Geocities results because I figure most of the hits are from me, making sure the blogs get uploaded, but I guess there are at least 1-2 people out there who read regularly, and I salute you for that, but that's not what I'm talking about. The weird thing was, someone (0.05% of all hits actually) had gotten to my page from a google-search. What possible terms could anyone have entered to end up at my site? Maybe it was my use of "Steve Malkmus" in a paragraph title. That's all I can think of. Weird, man, weird.
Poke Man! Du-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh-nuh POKE MAN! Erica and I saw the Pokemon 3 movie on Wednesday. It wasn't as sad as the first one, squirtle was totally absent, and the animation was better than previous efforts. I assume you've seen the other ones.
The rules of blogengagement A good blog is short, witty, and to the point. You've got to keep people's attentions, you've got to throw in wacky statements followed by exclamation-points once in a while, and you have to have bizarre things to say that don't require too much effort to read. Drunk Blogs, Dream Blogs, short-bitching-blogs... These are all acceptable. Don't go into too much detail on what's going on in your life, don't go off on tangents that noone can follow, and don't say cryptic things in an effort to get people to try to communicate. Don't be needy. Looking back over the life of this blog in view of all of these things, I can honestly say this blog uses exclamation points, begrudgingly, on occassion. Yeah!!!!!!!
