One of the things I love about having a blackberry is a sweet little app called Slacker Radio. I usually have the Indie Chill station on, unless I don't want to fall asleep, and then I'll put one of the punk stations on. Maybe, maybe, once in a while some old rock or alternative...but really, if I wanted to listen to that, I could just listen to the regular radio station.
So usually I'm driving along in my car, writing down names of artists and songs I like. Yeah. Real safe.
Most of these artists I haven't heard of before, except this one. I don't listen to a lot of Ben Harper, but I really like this song. It's emo.
This next one I haven't heard of before, but she is on Jack Johnson's (with Mason Jennings) label. It just doesn't seem like that voice should be coming her.
I hate it when you find a song you really like, but you just can't get into any thing else they have. But such is the case with Emiliana Torrini. I'll keep trying though. With that voice, certainly there must be another song I like somewhere.
Whenever people ask me what music I listen to, I tell them: everything. And I mean it. Like some Kirsten Jones. The hot wife loves this song, so for her... (btw, the interview ends, and the song starts around the 3:00 minute mark)
Sometimes we'll ask hot child who thinks he's a teenager if he wants to do something, and he'll reply, "No thank you. I too busy." Which reminds me how too busy I have been to blog lately. Which isn't true, but makes me feel better. I've actually quite a few things to write about, I just haven't. I want, I could, I'd like to, I just don't.
But, I promise I'll change. Starting now. So here's what's going down...
I'm starting school. Again. Really, school again? I swear I quit and start school as much as I quit and start this blog. Is it coincidence that they seem to happen at the same times? Probably, but it is kind of easy to write about school. And as you can see... I am out of things to write about. Well... it has been like 6 years... how many thoughts can one person have?
I joined LinkedIn, and Windows Live. I don't really know why this is important. From what I can gather, both are just like Facebook for people who a. have way too much time to be on their computer and b. want to look professional? I don't even have a professional looking picture for my profiles on either site, so I guess I won't be recruited my some Wall Street trading firm. Which sucks, because I'd love to work there. Maybe I could soften the freefall my 401k has been on the last couple of weeks. Or at least I would have a good reason to drink myself silly, because just saying my 401k tanked today doesn't seem sufficient in the grand scheme of things.
We're going back to Minnesota! Yeah, next weekend, for a wedding reception. Love it. Beer, food, MINNESOTA. See, unlike the southern hell that is Louisiana, we love Minnesota. And most of the people in it.
Where you want to get snowed in when you get Snowed in, outside its 10 below Is it day or night, we don't care or know
Actually the last time we went to Minnesota, we didn't see NoFX unfortunately. We did however see Mason Jennings. Then I found out he lived in and sung songs about New Orleans.
As you probably know, I love Spongebob Squarepants. Who cares about hot child, he watches it because it's all I will allow on the tv. Anyways, to make a long story short, being the music fan I am, I was looking for Spongebob songs on youtube. In particular I was looking for the song Gary Come Home. It's a classic. Observe:
But, soon after I found that, I discovered something so heinous. So. Fucking. Wrong.
Now, don't get me wrong. I would never pick on a kid. His parents on the other hand deserve some serious jail time. For one, if there was some backround music at least, maybe your kid's voice wouldn't sound like a bad car accident. And actually the foot stomping and finger waving don't help. But besides that, who the fuck dressed this kid? Uh... you're going to be on YOUTUBE! Singing! And not very well I might add. The least you could do is, oh I don't know... wear matching clothes?!
Poor, poor kid. Don't worry bud, it's not your fault your parents are assholes.
I love beer. So when I seen that a beer blog I had frequented was going to be no longer, I was sad. But, alas, Lyssa Beyer has set up a new beer blog following her internship at a local newspaper. That's right, a beer blog on a local newspaper website. It's Wisconsin, what do you expect?
And, in honor of beer blogging, a favorite of mine:
I know I've been posting a lot of music type video stuff lately, but this may possibly be one of the coolest things I've ever seen in my entire life. Seriously.
Hot wife and I are Mario FANATICS! For her birthday one year I bought off of Ebay a Super Nintendo so we could play all. the. time. And we did. When hot wife was pregnant, that's all we did was play Super Mario Brothers.
Sometimes when I actually get a few minutes to play poker online, and then get my Aces cracked by some douche bag going all in with pocket 10s, I need to listen to the FUN song to keep from bashing my computer screen into a billion pieces.