I’m not sure what triggered it (hormones, probably — gah, I am just a big janky blog blob of chemicals), but last night I caught a case of the grumps and I slept on it and it didn’t go away, so all morning/afternoon I’ve been simmering and wondering how I can make it go away or, failing that, figure out the best way to wait it out. Watching the Kings of Leon perform an exorcism,…
I can’t believe I forgot to mention in my last post that the sweet and insanely talkative older lady who checked me out at Schnucks (Union) last night was all atwitter over the fact that Tempestt Bledsoe had just been through there a bit earlier. (The lady used this information as an excuse to give me a rundown on the shows she finds herself watching these days — Law & Order and those shows involving…
I got in to work today and saw this fortune peeking out from under my mouse pad, and for a brief, delusional moment, thought that it was a sign from The Cosmos, a comforting hug from The Universe, an obliging reacharound from Fate, and I got to feeling kind of — dare I say — upbeat. I wondered where it had come from, who had left it for me, and what he/she meant by it.…
I don’t know how I feel about the hair but I am kinda digging the silly clothes and I’m pretty sure that had I been a twentysomething back in the ’70s, I wouldn’t have felt like such a tourist on this floating rock of a planet. Then again, I could be completely full of crap.
Last night I sat on a comfy red couch with my pals Amy and Amanda and talked about all the hilarious things that had been yelled to us by people on the street during our times in cities. Amy shared stories about the leering/catcalling street folk Downtown, and Amanda told us about the time the ubiquitous aggressive white lady (you can see her from Downtown to East Memphis, if you pay attention) tried to get…
Jack has been a needy, needy little beast since I got back from vacation. At my feet or on my lap at all times. I can’t help but oblige; look at him!
For two months now, I’ve been excited about seeing Crispin Glover present his feature film, What Is It? at the theater on Old Summer. The gig was delayed nearly a month, but finally, finally!, the spectacle actually occurred tonight, and holy shit. Holy. Shit. My brain was ill-equipped to handle the absolute insanity that confronted it and tried to put it in a full nelson and box its ears. Here‘s a trailer for the film…
Remember this story? Well, the documentary is finally available. Here’s a clip (damn thing busted my frames!): Online Videos by Veoh.com “I immediately knew that this was just going to explode.” — Nick Fowler, famous journalist, former Sidelines editor, former MTSU Homecoming King candidate Download it from Veoh or see the whole thing here. It’s 45 minutes long, but it’s fascinating. It’s hilarious in parts (“the wilds of rural Tennessee!”) and brilliant in others, and…
Wow, time got away from me last week and I find myself at home, back in cat hair-covered pajamas, just as god herself intended it. My trip across the state and back was amazing, as I fully expected it to be. And exhausting, like any good roadtrip vacation. Aside from the insomnia Tuesday night that knocked me out of doing the Jack Daniel’s tour Wednesday morning, everything else was smooth sailing. Let’s see if I…
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