2.16.2011

Last weekend, I went to BU to stay by Albert. It was a good time, with a lot of discussion in the common room about sociology and the current state of hip hop. I enjoyed the Hillel/Chabad scene there immensely. At a certain point during dinner, I realized that it was somewhat comforting to have Jewish Life on campus... might have to try out the Hillel here. Plus, I saw Milstein there! And it was a great reunion. Always a pleasure to be in Boston, it's definitely one of my favorite cities. The drive wasn't terrible either... what's 3 hours and change? Makes me feel like I'm ready for a roadtrip.

Speaking of which (sort of), really hope Operation King of all Tubes goes off without a hitch this summer. It'd definitely be a once in a lifetime experience.

This weekend, we're heading up to Bard, which should be rad. Can't wait to meet some people up there and check the school out, since I've been hearing great things.

Then, if all goes well, Adam will come to Purchase for the following weekend! I think he'll love the atmosphere and ethos of this place. Only time will tell.

Also, my second round of Field Trips is tomorrow. We're going to galleries in Chelsea this time around, so that should be fun!

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Since this is my first proper post in a long while, let me post what I've been listening to recently as well:

I never thought I'd see the day, but there's a rap outfit out there that I'm really digging. OFWGKTA (Odd Future Wolf Gang Kill Them All) are a bizarre collective that inexplicably leave me speechless. Their lyrics sensationalize rape and grotesque murder, but something about their music is so hypnotic and smooth that I can't seem to resist. They've been getting publicity for many reasons. The members are all quite young. The youngest, Earl Sweatshirt, has disappeared from the music scene with no explanation, leading die-hards to believe he was either sent to boot camp or boarding school. Just about every video they've made has leader Tyler The Creator either vomiting/bleeding/hanging himself... but it's so entertaining to watch! A recent review of one of their shows compared the group's approach to that of a Punk band, with the crowd hanging on each and every word that is bellowed into the sweat-soaked mass. Hearing this, I tried to get "limited tickets" to their second ever New York show, in Santos Party House. Even though only 26 tickets were available, a whopping 300 people showed up, desperate to get them. I was not one of the lucky ones. But I will try again next time.

To sum it up: it's odd. But I can't get enough.

J: A Beginner's Guide

One day, as I was hanging out in a friend's dorm room when Jay texted me, asking to show him bands that were outside the spectrum of his "limited view of music". At the request of my College associate Jay, I have assembled this (relatively speaking) listenable mix of Indie Rock songs for people just starting out on the genre. Seasoned professionals should look elsewhere, but this is a pretty sweet collection regardless.

1. In The Summer - Death By Panda

2. Objects Of My Affection - Peter Bjorn and John

3. Come On! Feel The Illinoise! - Sufjan Stevens

4. Did You See The Words - Animal Collective

5. Grounded - Pavement

6. If We Can Land A Man On The Moon, Surely I Can Win Your Heart - Beulah

7. Agoraphobia - Deerhunter

8. Colourful Life - Cajun Dance Party

9. Canadian Lover/Falcon's Escape - Destroyer

10. Drop It Doe Eyes - Los Campesinos!

11. A Spoonful Weighs A Ton - The Flaming Lips

12. Dog Problems - The Format

13. Molly's Got A Crush On Us - Tullycraft

14. The Painter - I'm From Barcelona

15. Custom Concern - Modest Mouse

16. This Love Is Fucking Right! - The Pains Of Being Pure At Heart

17. 7 Stars - The Apples In Stereo

18. The Bike, Sir - Oh No! Oh My!

19. The Bleeding Heart Show - The New Pornographers

20. The Predatory Wasp Of The Palisades Is Out To Get Us! - Sufjan Stevens

21. Nature Of The Experiment - Tokyo Police Club

22. One Last - Avi Buffalo

23. Cows To The East, Cities To The West - Tubelord

24. Two Doves - Dirty Projectors

25. All My Friends - The XYZ Affair

26. Or - Sonic Youth

Download Here.

Jersey

Noury, Sammy and I spent this weekend creating our debut short film, entitled 'Jersey' for the Brookdale 48 Hour Film festival. Yes, in the span of two full days we wrote, filmed and edited this behemoth (joking) of a film. In fact, after finishing our filming a mere 12 hours before it was due, we were setback due to an old tape that ate half of our movie. But being the quick thinking lads we are, we managed to turn in a piece so chock-full of references that we were actually awarded third prize!

Anyhoo, the film can be viewed here in all its glory, so enjoy!

Jersey from Raymond Chalmé on Vimeo.

Keep Marching Along

My newest mix is entitled 'Keep Marching Along', and it does just that. Fast is the name of the game here, with the 15 track mix clearing out in less than half an hour. A nice quick listen, perhaps for a brutal workout or the soundtrack to a fanfiction about Sonic the Hedgehog (you creepy bastard, you.)

1. Puzzle Pieces - Tiger Trap

2. Sickles And Hammers - Minutemen

3. Teenage Super Party - Wavves

4. Boy Void - No Age

5. Bunk Trunk Skunk - Be Your Own Pet

6. Boomer - Death Sentence: PANDA!

7. Yesse Young - Crimesss

8. Truck - The Octopus Project

9. Up The Shakes - Bygones

10. Cranes and Cranes and Cranes and Cranes - Johnny Foreigner

11. Dr. Patch Adams, You Saved My Life! - The Littlest Viking

12. What Babies Want - Mocket

13. Every Time I See The Light Part Two - Titus Andronicus

14. Nic Fit - Sonic Youth

15. Hey Sandy - Tera Melos

Download here.

Hmmm...

Picture unrelated

Whelp, finished my first semester of college (with a 3.05). SO much has happened, and me being the idiot that I am, i forgot to write any of it.

Some points that stick out to me:

• My bro Texas (Alex) is leaving back to Alex (Texas). Hopefully I'll be able to go down there and visit at some point in the future.
• Been selling records from an at-home business that was formerly a store in NYC where the Moldy Peaches met/got acquainted.
• Kanye West album as overrated as they come, and people still eat it up.
• Hanging out in the DTF suite A.K.A. John/Dan/Shomar's room just about all the time, with Chelsea, Rachel, and Jay popping in frequently as well.
• Playing no-gravity Halo to the delight and amusement of my entire suite
• Lindley cutting my hair in the school bathroom to look something like this
• Not getting ripped on 4Loko
• Not getting fucked up on acid
• Not getting lit out of my mind

What I'm determined to do in the near future:

• Study abroad in Japan (and possibly Israel as well)
• Learn how to cook (well) for myself
• Start a band. No, really. It has occurred to me that I suck at writing traditional verse-chorus things, so maybe it's time to take a "say what you need to" approach a la Wire, Minutemen or Yummy Fur.
• Learn the ins and outs of circuitry/computer programming

Also, going to Florida on Wednesday! I'm excited to hang out with old school buddies, but also just excited to be there in that climate. Always very peaceful. I feel as if Florida gets a bad rep. Would also be cool if I could make it over to Sweat Records, but I'm not necessarily holding my breath.

That's all for now folks! Stay beautiful!

Malaise

Hey gang, I made a mixtape for winter 2010. It's sort of sad/moody/wintery, and I decided to share it here:

1. Dumb Luck - Dntel

2. Dream Machine - Gregory And The Hawk

3. Fight In The Nocturnal House - No Art

4. Candidate - Joy Division

5. Sweet Shine - Sonic Youth

6. Blue Cadet-3, Do You Connect? - Modest Mouse

7. Moth Wings - Benoît Pioulard

8. Frida Found a Friend - Efterklang

9. Night of The Pelican Street Sweeper - Trouble Books

10. Stork And Owl - TV On The Radio

11. Marietta - Atlas Sound

12. Students Carve Hearts Out Of Coal - Destroyer

13. Tonight Was A Disaster - Casiotone For The Painfully Alone

14. Misses - Drawing Trees

15. I Quit Girls - Japandroids

16. The Seer's Tower - Sufjan Stevens

Enjoy, and tell me what you think!

I was trying

to write a mega-post about ATP, but the internet here sucks and I think somewhere along the line, it got deleted...

I saw Pavement (after all this time) and it was great, but the setlist toward the encore was a bit too Crooked Rain heavy for me to call it one of my favorite shows...

Now? I'm getting breakfast

Monique

There's this ridiculously stupid Italian girl [we call her Monique] who sits in front of me in Introduction To Media. Everything that comes out of her mouth is pure fucking gold, and I intend to begin writing down a few quotes of hers and posting them here...

A few examples:

(Talking about bedbugs in class) "Wait, those are real? I thought they were a figure of speech."

(Talking about film critics like Roger Ebert) "I don't get it, how is that a job? They just, like, make fun of stuff all day?"

The entire class relishes in what she says, hanging on her every last word for a laugh....

In other news, this is the first quality time I've spent with the Purchase Pals in a while. We're currently working on a Zine called Brown Town... the first issue should be done by next week, and super-talented Alyssa is doing the artwork. Bob Saget's on the cover, and there's some pretty stupid shit inside, so it's worth checking out. One excerpt I chose to include was a memorable speech about respect given at ATP 2009... we've transcribed it in all its juicy details. We're also trying to get an interview or two from ATP 2010... WHICH IS TONIGHT!!!! Get psyched!

Hey Blog

I sort of forgot about you, but now that I'm not keeping in regular contact with people I usually do, this will be a decent way to keep y'all posted.

Uh, oh yeah:

COLLEGE HIGHLIGHTS SO FAR

• Jamming EVERY DAY in the room. Just about everyone on this floor plays something, so there's always some sort of jamming going down. My roomie, Dan (who is cool and not Jeff Weisz) has a key to a practice room, so we may go up there soon. Last night, a few girls came by and we played through half of In The Aeroplane Over The Sea, with me on ukulele and kazoo.
• My room is about 20 degrees colder than EVERYONE ELSE'S... so, yeah.
• Heart to hearts with my pal Ben
• Terra Ve - fucking incredible, god-tier vegetarian food. Different shit on the menu every day. So. Many. Choices.
• Delicious lime tea (thanks, Josh)
• Learning what I want to (Here's looking at you, Jazz/Introduction to Media)

I'm making this brief, but I'm trying to make it a priority to post as often as possible.

Peace :D

What's been going on in my life, presented in the form of a run-on sentence

Last night we felt contact high in White Castle and we got the fuck out of there after spilling tartar sauce-like shit on the seat and I've been working a bit more than last summer and I got a raise but the problem is I keep buying expensive dinner at Pier Village so I end up having exactly enough to make it until the next paycheck so i have nothing saved up but I don't give a shit because... well, because and I've consoled friends and my trusty iPod is on its last legs and I got a suite at school and I'm excited as shit and I'm going on a road trip on tuesday and it'll be just what i needed and everyone who worked at my local haunt throughout my entire high school career is moving on which signifies a part of my life completely evaporating, segments moving back to their individual towns of origin or just to new york to become a contractor but i guess with time that's bound to happen especially since i plan on leaving my job at the end of the summer because even though it's easy as fuck and i do next to nothing, there's something about it that truly churns my guts and i have not given up on finding my secret room (WHICH I WILL DETAIL IN ANOTHER POST, MAYBE DOWN THE LINE) and I've been rewatching 'The Office' and I really am enjoying it and my record collection is growing slightly and very nicely but i still need a new record player and this is going to be a great four years, I can feel it.

Together Review

When I was 15 years-old, I flew to Minneapolis for a week to join a music program in which I studied jazz bass. While there, I met a rock-centric guitarist named Daniel. We talked over lunch one day about the bands we were both performing with at the closing ceremony at the end of the week. Daniel lamented about the large band he was in, and how he felt that he added nothing notable to their sound. I vented as well, explaining that there were only a few moments where I really felt that my jazz ensemble had settled into a groove.

Together, the latest offering from the Canadian Octo-supergroup The New Pornographers, sounds like the unity we were both envisioning.Together never falls prey to the "too many chefs" problems that groups half the size of The New Pornographers constantly face, but instead takes advantage of their size in order to fill every sonic crevice possible. Simply put, it is a triumphantly warm album, filled to the edges of the disc with pied-piper whimsy that most bands only dream of attaining.

All three of the band's main vocalists get their turn to shine. Dan Bejar's tracks in particular are standouts, melding the folk of his more avant-garde poetic side project Destroyer with the perfect pop of The New Pornographers. Bejar's "Silver Jenny Dollar" sounds like a retooled version of "Entering White Cecilia", a track on their prior album, Challengers. This time around, though, it sounds like a group effort, and not just Bejar with a backing band.

(Flash back to the jazz ensemble: The night of our big concert, we performed an awesome rendition of Herbie Hancock's "Watermelon Man". And even though I hit an extra C note during the transition, we all ended the show grinning ear to ear, accompanied by tremendous applause. We truly felt that our sound had tightened up, that we were playing in unison as a band of eight or nine musicians who had found common ground).

At certain points throughout the album you can't help but be overwhelmed by the synergy. "Crash Years" has some of the best whistling that Indie Pop has ever heard, and "Daughters Of Sorrow" climaxes with a harmony that would make The Beach Boys blush. The occasional guest appearances (Zach Condon of Beirut and The Dap Kings, to name a few) don't hurt either. It may lackMass Romantic's powerpop frills, or Electric Version's galloping gusto, but Togetheruses the result of its perfectly intertwined star power to captivate in its own unique way.

REVIEWED BY RAYMOND CHALME

RAYMOND'S FAVORITE TRACKS: Crash Years, Silver Jenny Dollar, Moves

High School

• Tomorrow is my last day of high school ever. My last gemara final. The end of an era. I'm so excited I can barely sleep. I really hope I pass and do well enough to stay in Purchase.
  

• My Birthday's coming up in 9 days. I need to commit a crime before then, so I won't be tried as an adult :P
  

• Prom was fun the other night. I'm really glad I went with Linda, she is mindblowingly awesome.

• Lately, I've been getting into Atlas Sound in a big way. For those not in the know, Atlas Sound is Bradford Cox of Deerhunter in a moody electronic haze. All of his stuff (along with unreleased content from Deerhunter, Lotus Plaza, etc.) is available on his blog. I strongly suggest checking out Weekend, an Ambient electronic EP that's been growing on me like all the best moments of Death By Panda. If only he were to release a physical press of it...
  

Hi Ray

I clicked on the Sleeping Lessons link on my bookmarks bar to write a blog entry about nostalgia and happiness. Then I realized that, for some reason, I was logged into your blog. I thought it would be the perfect time to share some thoughts with you that are a long time coming.

I do not have to list events in which we laughed, in which I cried, or we argued philosophically or mused, or made rascist jokes or sexual jokes, or acted particularly high even though we're both pretty much straight edge. To do so would be justified by any human medium of expression; there is simply too much there. There are too much memories I would want to share with you.

I also do not want to assert, in any way, that our relationship has reached a pinnacle or an apex or whatever. Rather, I wish to acknowledge your accomplishments, thank you for your contributition to your life, and recognize this new, exciting step in your life. Knowing you, it will be hard to keep in contact while you are Purchase, but we are more than just friends, we are best friends (4 lyf), and we more than just best friends, we are family, and I believe firmly that we will stick together always. Every time a great change occured in one of our lives (High School, upperclasmanship, driving) I feared for the stability of our relationship, but it has proved to be a vitalic and ever-lasting source of joy and happiness. For the past seventeen years (give or take a triple in which we hated each other), you have endured my insanity with only compassion and warmth. You did more than just endure; you took me and all the crazy things that I do and gave them a companion. I say with full confidence that you are one of the greatest friends a guy could have. No one I know is capable of the warmth, compassion, and hilarity that come so naturally to you. I am truly indebted to you for everything you have done for me.

I like to think that my obsession with constantly managing and pursuing and organizing all my interests has rubbed off on you over the years. That being said: I know that, even if not an inkling of this somewhat annoying quality has had it's way with you, that your college experience will grant you the perfect environment to express everything that is you. Especially Purchase, where they really want you to Think Openly or whatever. I am consistently jealous of your re-inventing and wild imagination; at College, I know, and am greatly happy, and excited, to know, that you will have the oppurtunity to put this imagination to actual works, to real traces of your existance. I can only imagine what you will come up with in the field of Journalism, Art, Music, Poetry, whatever. And I am excited. Very, very, excited.

Again, I can't thank you enough for everything. I can barely express my happiness for you about Purchase and my anxiousness to hear of your sucess and your creativity. Instead of ruminating about the past seventeen years, this creepy blog post not-written-by-you serves, for me, at least, as a way to look forward. Seventeen is a small number for a friendship. Here's to more laughs, more rascism (though not in public), more tea, more art, more music-blastings, more mutual annoyances, more bearing through family gatherings, more philosophical arguments, more vinyl and clothing buying, more adventures in and around New Jersey, more computer games, more internet memes, more laughing at other people, and more, of everything and anything that makes our friendship so special and important to me.

Love,

Josh

They grow up so fast

I'm rapidly approaching my last days of high school ever.... And I'm honestly not fazed in any way. People say that "oh, you'll miss it so much, blah blah". I'm just not getting that at this point. I may get it later. I may be the biggest hypocrite ever. But only time will tell.

Purchase just continues to amaze me. I've met the coolest group of people ever, and every day i just get more and more excited to attend my dream school. It's only May, but I'm counting down to September already. I've already got the workings of a band assembled, so I can fulfill yet another dream when I actually get down there. Plus, I'll be studying shit I want to study instead of Hebrew, so add that to the huge pile of awesome that is just a few months away :D  ... I'm reaching the stage of guitar playing where I feel as if I can write full, coherent songs. It's probably a lot of bravado, but with some practice, who knows?

Strawberry Festival was really cool, Jeff The Brotherhood in particular. Can't wait to see them live agin, they really tore shit up. I'll post a picture or two when I find them floating around online (maybe). Concerts in general have been really awesome lately. Plus, good stuff coming up. Pavement in September, New Pornographers in June, Modest Mouse in July. We shall see. Bunch of other stuffs thrown in at the last second. For now, I'll leave you with this, the saddest sight human eyes have seen:

Reese's: The first step in an anti-expression machine.

Ever wonder why Reese's peanut buttercups are made with Nonfat Milk, when the very next ingredient is milk fat?

Is the process of making Reese's one so arduous that it requires the fat to be integrated separately? 

Also, upon inspection of a Reese's wrapper one day a week or so ago, I came across a peculiar message: 

Orange used with permission.

I spit peanut butter all over the place in shock. Are you kidding me? Can you really copyright a Color? If so, what about a letter? Will I get charged a royalty every time I try and spell my name? If someone copyrights Red, and I get a nosebleed, will I be (excuse the pun) paying out of the nose? Where the hell does Hershey's get off? Here is what must be a typical conversation in Hershey's office (I thought of it all by myself):

The Boss: Johnson, what the hell is that thing up there? *Points out window*

Johnson: Um, where?

The Boss: Right where my finger is pointed, you imbecile! Trace its path!

Johnson: The Sky?

The Boss: Yes! The Sky! and What color is this "Sky" thing? *Puts up air quotes*

Johnson: I believe that Is blue, sir.

The Boss: *snaps fingers* That's the one! Blue! It's the color of sapphire, a baby's eyes, and more importantly, Dove Chocolate.

Johnson: Uh, sir? What are you...

The Boss: DON'T. YOU. DARE TALK WITHOUT BEING SPOKEN TO! *Slaps Johnson with his ring hand*

Johnson: *Massaging his cheek, wincing* Sorry, sir.

The Boss: Yes, those fucks over at Dove Chocolate dare to use the color of MY SKY for their terrible filth bars??!?

Johnson: Uh, sir, you can't really call it your-

The Boss: *On The Phone* Hello, copyright department. I've

got this great new original idea that's going to make us all 

rich. It's called... get ready for this shit, you're gonna love this... 

It's called... BLUE!!

Johnson: *Facepalm* Sir, you can't just-

The Boss: I THOUGHT I SAID NO BACKTALK, SPARKY! Now go 

get me a cigar. I'm feeling so damn sexy right now.

I would try to boycott the menace that is Hershey's, but once you've got a chocolate 

empire, a theme park, and at least one color of the rainbow trademarked, you are pretty much invincible.

*Jumps for joy*

PASSOVER is doneski! Can't wait to go eat some grain-related thing.

Also...

I GOT INTO PURCHASE!!! This is a dream come true!

Currently Obsessed: ODST Firefight with Adam

I suppose

I should write something about Israel.

I saw a camel.

Vintage Vinyl

I just spent 5 hours getting lost on the way to and from a record store in Fords, NJ. And I didn't regret a second of it. 

Noury and I blasted Swan Lake, Wolf Parade and Modest Mouse the whole way, joking and talking about a short film he wanted help with. We went too far, not far enough, etc. until we finally pulled up to the store. 

From the get-go, it's huge... bigger than Princeton Record Exchange, Jack's Music Shoppe and Sound Fix COMBINED. I spent an hour and a half there and cleared MAYBE 1/5 of the store. To top it off, there's a stage set up for in-store performances at the back. Titus Andronicus played there recently. Pity I missed it.

While they were out of LC! (Sorry Jesse), the selection really was tremendous. I'm especially excited about my purchase today. I got a limited edition Boyracer album (only 50 made) in a cloth sleeve, a Dntel 7", and two random 7"s that I've got a feeling will be pretty good.

I am posting simply so i look interested

Lot of stuff just went down. Not sure if i can go into detail.

Wet Hair - (Live)

Ok, yell at me all you want. I am obsessed. I just looked up tabs for 'Young Hearts Spark Fire' and played the intro over and over as loud as I could. This band is fucking infectious in the best way possible. Please watch the clip from Jimmy Fallon that I hunted down for one of the greatest live performances you'll ever witness: 

They're playing Bowery on April 1st, which happens to be the first non-holiday night of Passover. If i'm not in Florida for Passover, I am driving into New York because I will not rest until I see these gentlemen in the live setting.

Wow...

CRAZY FUCKING NIGHT.

I just hope I remember it in the morning, because I'm about to pass out...

zzzzzzzzz........

Dream Journal Excerpt: The Japandroids Rollercoaster

As some of you may know, I kept a dream journal on my iPhone to advance my neverending quest for lucid dreams. Recently, I got a replacement iPhone after mine was stolen, and when I restored the backup, my journal was relatively intact! In honor of the continuation of my dream recording, I'll give you a little window into what my dreams are like:

2/10/10 12:00 pm
There's a Japandroids ride (like the Aerosmith one!) in Disney. I'm waiting on the line for it, and the stairs snake around to this open sort of back area with paths leading to other doors... Sort of like wooden fire escapes. I find a door that says 18+ on it and knock. A man answers and initially turns me down, but I ask him "Why does a place like this exist in Disney". The man takes a liking to me and lets me in. Turns out that I am in an underground music store that four or five diehard customers like to keep their own little secret. They're all touting the Laserdisc as the next media format to come back, and they have a small shelf of oddly shaped laserdiscs available. I leave the store, and get back on the line. As soon as I get up to the front of the line, I remember I hate rides and begin to freak out. The operators of the ride are effeminate versions of the guys from Japandroids.

 I dream about music a LOT, in case you don't know. Maybe some day, I'll post the archives so you can get an idea of what I'm talking about.

What's going on with me?

• Hernia is healing up nicely.
  
• School is cancelled tomorrow for the second day straight
• No school on Monday (President's day)
• Hanging out with Kayti this weekend
• Lightspeed Champion is playing a free show in Brooklyn on Tuesday.

Life = Good.

Hernia, or God Damn My Puny Musculature

I had an operation on Friday. And I've been sitting in bed since then. I re-watched the complete Arrested Development, Clone High, Persepolis and Spirited Away. Would be entertaining if i was not in so much pain. Did i mention the pain? Imagine a lawnmower doused in fire chewing on your tender groin every time you move. And the lawnmower hates Jews, so it bites with extra fervor.

*GRO~AN*

oh, and because i have nothing better to do, i made this question thingie. ask me something.

Groovemine Archive

Recently, I've been getting a bunch of requests to send links to my reviews and general write-ups at Groovemine. For lack of a better system, I've decided to post all the links up to this handy-dandy blog page. It will hopefully be updated on a regular basis so you can find everything you need simply. Here you are:

Riceboy Sleeps - Jonsi and Alex

Dragonslayer - Sunset Rubdown

East Of Eden - Taken By Trees

The Chemistry Of Common Life (Show Review) - Fucked Up

Letting Up Despite Great Faults - Letting Up Despite Great Faults

Top Ten Music Moments of 2009

Warm Heart Of Africa - The Very Best

Los Campesinos! AudioFile

Romance Is Boring - Los Campesinos!

Together - The New Pornographers

Maniac Meat - Tobacco

LP4 - Ratatat

Topp stemning på lokal bar - Casiokids

Swung From The Branches - Foxes In Fiction

All To Shit

Today is Thursday. Or rather, really late Wednesday night.

I was SUPPOSED to go to see Lightspeed Champion and meet up with Mark and audition for Dinner With The Band. But the concert is cancelled (postponed indefinitely) and I am pissed.

I've had one too many vegetarian fat cats at Nelly's and I really need to cut back. I think once my operation is over and done with, I'll start making a habit of going to... *shudders* ... the gym. I gotta whup my fat ass into shape!

Florida on Sunday, for which I'm psyched.