I’ve never been keen on being sick. Accordingly, I am delighted that I have a nasty-ass chest cold, especially since I am getting two crowns today, and am going into the studio with the Atomic Love Bombs all weekend. Oh, and I am going into the studio all weekend with the Atomic Love Bombs. w00t! We had a great rehearsal on Tuesday, and Joe and I tossed around some new ideas after the rehearsal for some new tunes. ‘Twas good stuff. I am hoping the band can finish something I’ve been doodling with for months, and Joe has two songs Continue Reading →
Darla and I saw Jet Li’s Fearless in the theatre a few days ago. Great flick, if you’re into epic martial arts movies — and I am — but it was what occurred in the seats that I thought I’d write about. First of all, there were only about 20 people in the audience, yet four of them — a full 20% of those present — felt it was OK to talk during a movie. The two folks behind us were clearly discussing the movie (I could be wrong, as my Chinese isn’t so hot, but the rhythm and flow Continue Reading →
Listening to The Church’s excellent cover of "Cortez the Killer" — what a great song, and what a great cover — and it occurs to me that life is indeed good. I have an amazing woman that loves me, great friends, a great job that affords me absurd flexibility, a wonderful dog who’s greying faster than his pop, and (good) little things like great music to listen to and Battlestar Galactica to watch. With the assault on America being lead by the Bush administration and the Repbulican party, the destruction of our environment, religious zealots from many faiths trying to Continue Reading →
Top five favorite bands: The Who, Love & Rockets, The Church, David Bowie, The Beatles (not necessarily in that order at any given time). With that as a background, Darla and I went to see The Church (their MySpace site has more information and is more up to date) last night in San Francisco’s Great American Music Hall. It was a great show. Absolutely fantastic. Steven Kilbey’s voice is as captivating, smooth, silky, and enrapturing (is that a word?) as ever — even if he does look more like Lemmy these days than the charismatic and removed figure of his Continue Reading →
How is it that the lameness quotient of my fellow Americans seems to be ever-increasing? A couple of weeks ago, Darla and I were bowling with some friends (power outage, no AC, it was hot, etc.), and we noticed that the majority of our fellow bowlers were using bumpers. Bumpers. And almost all of these folks were adults. Worse yet, they would celebrate when they hit a few pens, even after bouncing the ball off the damned bumpers.
Quick note about a movie: Clerks II was pretty darned good. Darla had me watch the first one shortly before we left (didn’t much care for it, though I respect Kevin Smith’s accomplishment in making it for US$27,000). Second one was far more funny, and of course its budget was a tad larger. Roasario Dawson was terrific and fit right into the juvenile humor that is a hallmark of Jay and Silent Bob films. It’s not for everyone, far from it, but this uptight, doesn’t-like-potty-humor moviegoer enjoyed it (despite the potty humor).
It’s hot. It’s not Texas hot. Texas hot sucks. But Bay Area hot is almost as bad because so few folks have AC. I don’t have AC. That makes the hot suck. Clearly, BTW, going from unseasonably cool weather to unseasonably blazing-hell hot is proof that our environment is not changing. Or something. I got WTFPWNed today playing poker. Gotta love those days, especially when it’s hot. Still it’s been a good month, and life is generally grand. That I have so little to complain about that whining about the heat is top priority is indicative that things are good.