| lost it in an H1N1 fugue state |
[Jun. 21st, 2009|05:36 pm] |
i know i had my wallet in the back pocket of my blue shants last night.
all i did the past 2 days was lay around with pig flu,
so i didn't want to lay on the bump.. but i left it in so i wouldn't lose it.
like in AMC's "Breaking Bad" when Malcom's dad does these terrible terrible things for his family, but at the end of season 2, they leave him.
maybe it's not quite the same as theft, meth, & murder, but i was laid up.
i have no idea where my wallet is.
i know where it isn't:
my dress pants, my shants, my microwave, my dad's car, my shirt pocket, the pantry, the freezer, my coffee table, my bed, the huge stack of clean clothes on my other bed, the inside of my computer, my desk, the game/coat/vacuum closet, the record shelf (where i found 1.5 bagel), the bookshelf, the medicine cabinet.
maybe that 3-day-old ruben i ate reacted to the musinex & sudafed & chile rellenos to raise me up in my sleep like a zombie, who decided to put the wallet somewhere safe, like the butter shelf or the tape deck. newp.
maybe whoever beat me up in my sleep took it.
i bet it was B/l/a/c/k/w/a/t/e/r.
hired by the b/i/l/d/e/r/b/e/r/g/s to shut me up about swine flu being a scare tactic the man's using to usher us into a n/e/w/w/o/r/l/d/o/r/d/e/r/p/o/l/i/c/e/s/t/a/t/e.
where are you, wallet?
you have betrayed me, but i forgive you.
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| hungry dudes |
[Jun. 12th, 2009|08:49 pm] |
walking around the square one night, i ran into these dudes from out of town.
they were asking where they could find some good food;
it was past 11 and most places were closed.
i listed a few places that were still serving,
and mentioned Andy's bar, just down the street.
"they've got food, but don't get the cheesesteak-- it's terrible."
"cheesesteak!??!" they say.
"yeah, but it's..."
too late, they had already decided.
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| Archers of LOAF |
[Jun. 4th, 2009|11:06 pm] |
In the year 2000 i drove from Denton to CD Warehouse in Lewisville.
I listened to a klezmatics cd, but wasn't impressed.
I listened to Archers of Loaf's "All the Nation's Airports."
I remember liking the music, but i couldn't stand the guy's voice.
My first friend in Denton, Gabriel Matthew Nicholson, got me hooked on a LOT of great music. He took me from kinda liking Pavement to LOVING them, from hating Jandek & the Residents, to almost understanding them and not entirely minding their music playing. He introduced me to the genius of the Wu-Tang Clan, Halo Benders, and a heap of other bands.
He tried to play me Archers of Loaf, but i wouldn't have it.
I'm sorry Matt. As usual, you were right.
I heard the Archers on a podcast, it was "Strangled by the Stereo Wire,"
and it BLEW MY MIND!
BLEW MY MIND.
I should have given them another try.
ALL YOU OTHER FRIENDS THOUGH, why did you not tell me about this band.
if you knew about these guys, but held back this blessing from me,
let me put it clearly: our relationship is on thin ice. |
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