Tuesday, February 20, 2007

2-10-1 (or of random thoughts)

Demetri Martin at Northeastern UniversityImage via Wikipedia
Nothing warms my heart quite like winning. Go team! Now I'm happy. Nothing could make me feel bad...well, not until I have to go to class tomorrow. Boo class.

Papa Roach and Limp Bizkit suck!

You know what I was thinking about last night? All That on Nickelodeon. It was such a cool show. Maybe something to talk about on the 80's and 90's show I co-host on KRUX, Clueless (Fridays from 4-6 pm)? Certainly if I remember.

I have a ridiculously manly cough.

At least the Celtics can win something (slam dunk contest). And at least I have never physically seen the Aggies lose a basketball game (I've been to all but two games).

I will rule with an iron fist.

When LastFM starts giving me all the charts and suggestions off of the stuff I've been listening to since Sunday (the last day they put out charts and less than 24 hours after I signed up) it should be awesome.

Demetri Martin is the coolest guy living.

After going to church this Sunday, I decided I should be nice to people who I hate. From now on you'll know just how much I hate you by how nice I am. If I'm a complete ass (instead of just a partial one) I really value our relationship. If I compliment you and offer to help you out, I wish you were dead.

Every single one of you who reads this sucks.
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Wednesday, February 7, 2007

0-3-1

Miles Davis performing live at Birdland in New...Image via Wikipedia
I am sooooooo sore. Nearly my whole body is rejecting itself. The flag football team I'm on played four games yesterday. FOUR. That's the equivalent of one full regular football game, offense and defense. Of course there isn't any hitting, but I still hit the ground a couple of times and have a few (small) bruises. That sucks, but we played admirably and fought in all the games.

So, I was tired when I walked back to the station, really, really tired. But, when I got to my office I found a Miles Davis record. That made me really happy. I took it home and listened to it while I took a shower and when I went to bed. Man, I could kiss whoever left that in my office...or at least nod my head respectfully.

I really like cool jazz. If someone had turned me onto jazz when I was in high school I would probably still be playing right now. That's what I regret more than anything. I don't like not playing music. I was never..what's the word...oh...good, but I loved playing music. Now I can't learn guitar and I no longer have a trumpet, so there goes that. I don't know if I should be jealous of the people I'm always listening to. Usually I just daydream I'm playing the music (anyone who's tried to talk to me while I'm walking to or from class with my headphones on knows how I zone out).

Damn, I screwed up.

And I have two basketball games on Wednesday. I can barely walk right now and I can barely play when I'm feeling good. This should be an adventure. I saw some of our opponents Monday and they looked considerably bigger than all of my teammates stacked on top of each other.
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