Would you please ask me a question?

I find that it’s getting harder and harder to come up with post material lately because it either feels like “presenting” peakcock-style or offloading some whiny bullshit. I also would really like to try out both the question and call-in features of tumblr so this is a good way to kill two birds with one stone. Ask me a question, and I will respond via phone like a sagacious father figure, because apparently that’s what I sound like lately.

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yet again, craigslist doesn’t fail me

Allison, my friend Mike and I spent about an hour reading Casual Encounters postings on Craigslist on Friday night. I have to believe that most of these people aren’t real, because if they were, the world is bound to turn inside out any day now.

nimportequi:

yet again, craigslist doesn’t fail me

Allison, my friend Mike and I spent about an hour reading Casual Encounters postings on Craigslist on Friday night. I have to believe that most of these people aren’t real, because if they were, the world is bound to turn inside out any day now.

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Things I accomplished today:

Went on my first ever wine tour with Allison. We went to 9 wineries in 3 hours (tasted at 8), and our driver was the nicest old man in the world who had a basket of snacks for us to soak up our drunkeness and many great stories. I paid for the tour as part of Allison’s 21st birthday present. She seemed pretty pleased with how it turned out, and I can’t complain about the great company.
Got my ion USB turntable in the mail, put it all together, and after about an hour of fucking with my reciever, played some records. It turns out that over the past year I bought a bunch of 7” to support my friends bands even though I didn’t have a working record player. Now, they’re all pleasent surprises.
Played “Magic: The Gathering - Duels of the Planeswalkers” on XBLA until 4AM, beating the first run of the Campaign mode and putting together a pretty nasty Green and Black Elf Deck. Staying up that late makes me wonder how nasty of a cardslinger I would have been at 8 y/o if I had known about giant bottles of Wegmans “Just Tea” iced Green Jasmine. I bet I could have even beaten that 40 y/o that kicked my ass in the tournament at the mall.
Took care of the necessaries for Father’s Day

It’s 4:30 now, and I’m still all jacked up on caffiene but I’ve got a bunch of shit to do tomorrow, including watching “Ghostbusters,” going to the diner, and likely playing a lot more of that game. What a life.

Things I accomplished today:

  1. Went on my first ever wine tour with Allison. We went to 9 wineries in 3 hours (tasted at 8), and our driver was the nicest old man in the world who had a basket of snacks for us to soak up our drunkeness and many great stories. I paid for the tour as part of Allison’s 21st birthday present. She seemed pretty pleased with how it turned out, and I can’t complain about the great company.
  2. Got my ion USB turntable in the mail, put it all together, and after about an hour of fucking with my reciever, played some records. It turns out that over the past year I bought a bunch of 7” to support my friends bands even though I didn’t have a working record player. Now, they’re all pleasent surprises.
  3. Played “Magic: The Gathering - Duels of the Planeswalkers” on XBLA until 4AM, beating the first run of the Campaign mode and putting together a pretty nasty Green and Black Elf Deck. Staying up that late makes me wonder how nasty of a cardslinger I would have been at 8 y/o if I had known about giant bottles of Wegmans “Just Tea” iced Green Jasmine. I bet I could have even beaten that 40 y/o that kicked my ass in the tournament at the mall.
  4. Took care of the necessaries for Father’s Day

It’s 4:30 now, and I’m still all jacked up on caffiene but I’ve got a bunch of shit to do tomorrow, including watching “Ghostbusters,” going to the diner, and likely playing a lot more of that game. What a life.

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I’ll be out tonight, same bat time, same bat wack bar. Now that we’re all 21, can we start hanging out at big boy/girl places instead of the land of the lost souls and awful music?

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bottom left in the grey. most likely head banging or talking to nina across the room with our made up sign language.

I actually really like where they do the shows at Boulder now. There’s a good amount of space on the floor with minimal obstacles, and places to stand if you want to be out of the way. Hopefully they did well enough business wise last night that there can be many shows there this summer, or at least once a month or something.

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bottom left in the grey. most likely head banging or talking to nina across the room with our made up sign language.

I actually really like where they do the shows at Boulder now. There’s a good amount of space on the floor with minimal obstacles, and places to stand if you want to be out of the way. Hopefully they did well enough business wise last night that there can be many shows there this summer, or at least once a month or something.

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If I were to take on the career of any former SNL star I’d have to go with Kevin Nealon. He’s not dead, a parody of his former self, or a shitty talk show host, and he gets to make cameos in movies like “Grandmas Boy” and play a hilarious degenerate on “Weeds.” What’s not to love?

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Last night, I wrote up a big long response to someone’s tumblr post and then went out to dinner with Allison before I could finish it. We ended up having a lengthy conversation about the point I was trying to make, and found that to be inifinitely more satisfying than finishing the post and publishing it. I think blogs are neat and all, but sometimes we spend too much time reaching for people to click the heart on the upper right hand corner of our tumblr posts and not enough time being friends. We bitch about things to our friends through our blogs that we could remedy by picking up the phone and meeting them for coffee or a beer. I find that in general, I like my friends far less on the internet than I do in real life, because they make themselves out to be these dramatic lost causes through cell phone pictures and sad songs, when they are actually really fun, wonderful people.

In short, If you have a place to live, electricity, a computer, internet access, and a blog, your life is pretty awesome compared to most people, so lighten up you fucking dorks!

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