July 2010
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My mother + The Beatles = Good Quotes
”Estaba viendo un concierto de los Beatles. Que bonito tocaban cuando estaban joven.”
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I’m listening to Sarah Vaughan and pretending that my Sam Adams is a bottle of Fortitude Red Wine from the Napa Valley.
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I used to think salads were stupid. Boy was I wrong. Thank you, photosynthesis.
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The most important tuned instrument a musician should carry with them is their heart. It drives everything.
Last night, Tim Barry put on a clinic on how to perform. Just him, his acoustic and his life in songs. Damn! Stole the show cause that’s how he “rolls, Motherfuckers.”
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If Cats and Dogs could speak...
I wonder if when they see movies like ‘Cats and Dogs: The Revenge of Kitty Galore’ being made do they react like humans do when we see another Tyler Perry movie or another “you just got served” type dance movie or not another teen Wayans Brother’s movie and think, “You’ve got to be fuckin’ kidding me! Son of a bitch… who watches this...
Reading. Rain Blows.
I don’t read a lot. When I do, I get really attached to the book. It takes something about the book to really interest me to finish it all the way through. Every book I’ve read I thought was great and the last one, Moon Palace by Paul Auster, was no different. I loved the book just like I might love one of my favorite albums. But alas, we had to part and I have to move on to another...
Driving while having your heart broken should also be illegal. You’re not even paying attention.
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It's My Money
So I just bought this.
I don’t even own a record player.
Must be boredom.
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If you’re a freaky-ass motherfucker, you want the ladies to know that...
– J.B. Smoove aka Leon from Curb Your Enthusiasm
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New 'Sundowner'
Damn, just got it in the mail from Asian Man Records. And the music keeps coming. Stoked on Friday!
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The Myth of the Psycho Ex
The myth of the psycho ex exists because damn, somewhere between “Go fuck yourself” and “I’m not mad at you and only wish that you are truly happy,” your “ex” does turn psycho.
Now this “ex” of mine (and I’m using the “s because I was never really “with” her but I hung out with her long enough for people to think that we might have at some point been together) has a peculiar story. During our...
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4th of July consists of...
me sitting in my living room couch in shorts and no socks
a half drunken sam adams and one negra and one regular modelo on ice in a bucket
reading Paul Auster’s Moon Palace out loud and REALLY enjoying it
doing this before I hear nothing but fireworks (plain and loud illegal ones) throughout the night and the yearly reminder of how my dog disapproves of them by barking all the damn...
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Cholo Love
Two youngnions decided to solidify and publicly display their love for each other on the beach pier via graffiti. I noticed as I was out on my morning run laying down some Jesus footprints in the sand this morning. So to Panda and Mermaid, I’d like to say that may you two be the happiest little thugs ever and that your children are the ugliest lil’ things as we anticipate them to be...
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