Ryan Adams has a better Halloween than you do.

I know Halloween is over, it's a few minutes past, it's the day after and whatnot. Nevertheless, you must (must!) listen to this song. It is good.

Ryan Adams - Halloween [YouSendIt link]



Lyrics:

Heart stops beating, all the words worth repeating
She is dancing but not singing, is it maybe that she doesn't know the words?
She's dressed up, but don't worry, she's got friends
Snowflake eating, she is mildly self-defeating
And the secrets that she's keeping they are really only dangerous to her
Ships ain't sinking

We are here to help you sing your songs
We are here to help you sing your songs
Because tomorrow comes and no one calls

She stops grinning when the room it starts spinning
She is losing all her winnings, she's angry but it's just the alcohol
She's all f***ed right up, it's okay, man, she's got friends
'Cause we are here to help her sing her songs
We are here to help her sing her songs
Because tomorrow's gonna come
Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna call

This isn't Christmas, this is Chinatown and those are pretty lights
Just use some more and put 'em on your make-up dolls
A painting on the underneath that never smiles on the scene
Is just like Christmas if it was Halloween

Someone taught her it's okay to be a martyr
Like an educated angel, be a rat, you know in all the things you love,
Well okay
Priceless pictures, she's collected iceless fixtures that is freezing from the people
She's chosen out to help her through it all
Whatever

We are here to help you sing your songs
We are here to help you sing your songs
We are here to help you sing your songs
Because tomorrow's gonna come
Tomorrow's gonna come, and no one's gonna call

52-17

Tech Wrecked.



Selvin Young, Vince Young, Billy Pittman-Young... pick a Young, pick your poison.

_______ for a day.

Editor's note: Almost anyone can be almost anything for a day. Of course there are limits: a person cannot be a dinosaur, for example. Well, not without dire consequences and some serious time-continuum funk.

This will be a feature in which I take on various roles, feelings, and titles for a day at a time. These things I take on will be abnormal to my being, but fun and experimental nonetheless.

TODAY: VEGETARIAN FOR A DAY.

I was a vegetarian today. Last night I started thinking about just how much meat I've probably eaten in my life. I began to wonder how big of a field I could fill with all of the chickens, cows, and porks that I've partaken of in the last 23 years. I decided it was probably a very big field.

Today I did not eat meat for the first time in a long time. What did I eat you might ask? I ate these things, in succession:

1. Pumpkin Bread (from Peet's Coffee & Tea)

2. Tomato Bisque Soup, with (whole-wheat) noodles.

3. More (whole-wheat) noodles, this time with butter and pepper-jack cheese melted on top (for taste).

It was a good day all in all. If I am this for a day in the future, though, I'd probably try to add in a few more fruits and vegetables. I'm not sure grains and tomatoes will sustain a man for very long.

[I apologize for the Westification's lack of photo-awareness of late. Courtney has my camera. I put it in her purse at ACL.]

Exuberance Kills Me

Tuesday was a great day. It was a cool, calm, and collected sort of day - overcast, contemplative. What better way to start such a day than with a cup of Peet's coffee. I entered the store, had a pleasant conversation with the barrista, ordered my usual medium coffee of the day (no room for cream) and walked out.

Later in the day, contemplative turned into sleepy (I think it might have been the overcast that got to me). I decided to make a second trip to Peet's, to get a second boost of energy, to put a second smile on my face.

I went in and was standing in line when the barrista (from earlier) and I made eye contact. She was standing by the coffee, not by the register, filling people's orders. Now in the midst of this eye contact she held up an empty medium coffee cup and asked a question, something about half and half which I didn't really understand. My thought was, wow it's great that she's already starting on my drink before I even get up to the counter. They must really appreciate my patronage here at Peet's. I have no idea what she means by all this "half" talk, but I'm pretty sure my answer would be "no". Why don't I just go ahead and answer her with a resounding "no", as that will most likely suffice.

Me and the guy in front of me in line at the exact same time, "NO."

It turns out that there was a fatal flaw in my perception. Instead of speaking with or making eye contact with me, our fair barrista was actually carrying on some sort of interaction with the person in front of me. Someone who had actually ordered something already.

I figured I had a few options: (1) Pretend like I was having a conversation with someone else, that required a no at that exact instant. (2) Act as though I have tourettes syndrome by saying a few other inappropriate, ill-timed things. (3) Pretend as though I was answering the other guy's question for him. Being helpful, preventing him from sullying his coffee with half something or other. (4) Stand there awkwardly.

It came down to standing there awkwardly or pretending to have a conversation with someone else. I ended up standing there awkwardly, trying to find someone nearby that I could have plausibly been talking to. I found no one.

45-12

I don't even want to talk about it. I'm taking a vow of smiling.


Charles Goes 80


Bomar Breaks (On The Inside)


I Refuse To Come Up With A Ridiculous Nickname. This Is Vince Young.

caring & sharing

I decided earlier today that my new motto in life is caring and sharing. I care, I share, and when I don't I at least want to be the kind of person who cares and shares. As best as I can imagine, caring involves thinking about other people and talking to them, while sharing involves being less possessive. I'm all about those things, or at least want to be, so I thought a motto or mantra of some kind would be of help. Power of positive thinking and whatnot.

Of course, I might be saying all of this because I mistakenly said caring and sharing in a conversation, when I meant to be referencing the saying caring is sharing. And it's entirely possible that caring is sharing is not a popular phrase at all, but that most people actually tend to say sharing is caring. In some people's eyes, creating a new motto for myself might come across as a thinly veiled attempt at hiding my error in speech/judgment.

But these are all just possibilities really, and who lives their life consumed with possibilities? That's just not healthy.