I’m not entirely sure what it means to double down. It has something to do with black jack, right? I’m not much of a gambler. When I worked at The Nerdery, my friend Malmsy and I used to go out to lunch at this tasty little Indian-food buffet over off of 494 and Penn. It was delicious. Inevitably as we were nearing clean plates on round one, Malmsy would look up naan poised between the table and his mouth, “You…
I did not go see Neutral Milk Hotel at First Avenue last night. I won’t go tonight. Even though I was twenty-six in 1998, I didn’t see them that year when they played the 400 Bar. Chances are I either had no idea they were playing, I had to work at the gas station that night, or I hadn’t discovered the band yet. And by discover, I mean the boy I liked hadn’t yet told me how I had to…
I just had to get this out there in the world and outside of my head, because every moment I haven’t been using my brain today it’s been screaming OMG DO YOU REMEMBER THE JAMES EVANS SEX DREAM? My brain is dramatic and often thinks in all caps. And says things like OMG. In case you don’t remember, James Evans is the dad from “Good Times.” John Amos, the actor who plays James Evans also plays FitzWallace on “The West…
Moments before I started typing in the dark while listening to music I was eating some string cheese. It’s crappy Sargento string cheese. My preferred brand of string cheese is Market Pantry from Target. But, alas, they were out when I last went there and so I got Sargento because it was cheaper than Kraft. I’ll probably get the Kraft string cheese next time just so I can get a definitive ranking of all the string cheeses available to me….
9:48 a.m. We had Rock & Roll Bookclub at Supergenius H.Q. last night. Even though I’m an Angry Hermit, I do so love having my house filled with people for a night. It’s when people don’t ever leave that I start to get a little itchy inside my skin. We were down a member due to illness, and nobody finished the book (the interminable and dreadfully boring Wuthering Heights), but it was wonderful. We gorged ourselves on soup and blondies,…
Today has been the Mondayist, Januaryist, Winter-Malaisest day of all days. Everyone in Minnesota is cranky. All the bullshit minor annoyances of daily life feel 821 times worse than usual because the temperature is Minus We’re All Gonna Die outside, in a winter that has already been filled with days & nights that are Minus This is Colder Than Usual. We’re sick of ourselves and our families and the Internet and our houses and all the things, and we know…
