A video from the Radiohead show last night

Something I find worth noting

Republican Vice Presidential Candidate Sarah Palin has 5 children.
The oldest, a son named Track.
3 middle daughters: Bristol, Willow, and Piper.
And the youngest, a son named Trig.


Those are some wild names.

In other news Radiohead is nuts live.

Mountain lions were a possibility

There is an abandoned mine in the hills of Nuevo. The other night at around 9:30 pm, me, Jeff, Jamie, and Jeremy decided to go to it. With the summer coming to a close we were itching for an adventure, our stomachs were longing for the exhilarating hollow ache which is only brought on by fear. Getting to the mine is about a 40 minute hike, 15 minutes or so on a private gated road, and then 25 minutes on a path which winds through the hills. Jeff was the leader. Jamie was always falling behind. None of us had been to the mine at night, I had never been to the mine at all so going at night was semi frightening. I had no idea what I had ahead of me. We were purposefully trying to freak ourselves out. Jeremy made me get a pocket knife from my house to protect us from wild animals. The whole way up we were talking about what kind of ferocious animals might be sleeping inside the mine. We were also talking about what we would do if we saw people up in the hills. Seeing people in the hills late at night was probably the worst scenario we could think of; it seemed unlikely that anyone who would be up in the hills at that time of night would be up to anything half as innocent as what we were doing. After many discussions about what we would do if there was a mountain lion, or if we saw a trucks headlights, we made it to the cave. The mouth of the mine is pretty small, you have to crawl through it, but once you are inside the cave you can stand up strait. Before we went in we threw rocks inside, and screamed into the opening, hoping that this would cause any creature to reveal itself to us before we went inside. After Jamie yelled in a commanding voice, "is anyone in there." We figured it was abandoned and safe. I was the last to enter. As I was walking through I was wondering if there were any rattle snakes or Black widows living in the cracks of the cave. The walls of the cave looked like solid granite, you could see the scrapings where the picks had swung. The mine probably went back a hundred feet, the further you went in the thicker and mustier the air became. Once inside, the fear left pretty quickly. When we got to the back of the mine we sat for a while, turned all the lights off, and let the complete darkness surround our silence. It is a good thing to sit in pitch black every once in a while, it takes your mind to places it needs to go.

This song Pumps me up.

Cataloging

This weeks Top Albums

Bruce Springsteen- Born to Run
Top Tracks:
Thunder Road
Tenth Ave Freeze-Out
Backstreets

Beirut - Lon Gisland Ep

Top Track:
Elephant Gun

Bruce Springsteen - Live from Hammersmith and Odeon 1975
Top Tracks:
Thunder Road (Its a version that is just piano and Harmonica)
Lost in the Flood
E Street Shuffle
Jungle Land

Ben Kweller - On My Way
Top Tracks:
I Need You Back
On My Way
Believer
Here Me out

Inspiration

I just saw a guy walking down the street with a tattoo that said "Cowboy up." I think that is awesome.

And you know what? I think i will. I will cowboy up.

Jury duty #2

I think that in my whole morning at jury duty I had 2 maybe three interactions with another person. I pretty much kept to myself and my book.
Here is one of my interactions: I went to the coffee vending machine to get a hot chocolate. There was a woman ahead of me getting a cup of coffee. For some reason her cup was taking a while to fill up. She looked at me and said:

Woman: Sorry, its going real slow.
Me: Its ok I am in absolutely no rush.

She left, I got my hot chocolate.
I didn't want hot chocolate really, I was simply wasting time. I was pleased that there was a delay.

The thing that gets me thinking is that there are people out there who would have been annoyed that it was taking her long to get her coffee. Some people would be in a rush to get their coffee and go back to their seat to do absolutely nothing but sit and wait. People, myself included, are strange creatures.

Jury duty #1

The guy sitting next to me was wearing this tie. He didn't get on a jury. Like me he didn't even come close. I bet he was disapointed. You only wear that tie to jury duty if you want to appear like you are glad to be serving your civic duty. You only wear it if you want to get on a jury.

You wear these cuff links if you don't want to get on a jury.

Instance

Last night me and Jeff were sitting on lawn chairs in Jeff's front lawn. We were just chewin the fat, talking about everything and anything. Jamie pokes his head in Jeff's window and this is what ensues:

Jamie - You guys want to get some Steak and potatoes, I really feel like a hearty meal.
Jeff - I'm down
Jamie - No you guys have to come with me, I can't go out alone in my underwear, I need you guys with me and then I can go out in my underwear.
Jeff - ok
Jamie - naw, it's ok, we don't have to go.

Jamie made a sandwich. Me and Jeff talked a little bit more. I went home.

They know....

The flies attack me; I will be watching tv, or reading a book, or lounging talking to friends, or whatever else it is I do. They Land on my legs, my eyes, my elbows, my neck, my nose, my lips, my feet, my hands, etc. Finally I get frustrated enough to grab a fly swatter. As soon as I sit down with the fly swatter there are no more flies to kill. They have all fled. Now you my say: "you should be happy all the flies left when you grabbed the swatter. You have struck fear into their hearts. Your power and cunning with the swatter has brought you victory." But this is not how I feel. I want to punish the flies, to kill them for the small annoyance they have caused me. I want the satisfaction of seeing them smushed on the coffee table. I know that when they flee from me like the philistine army fleeing from David after he lopped off Goliath's head, they have left only to go annoy someone else, to poop and vomit all over the house. I want to terminate them.

I am sensing a general trend in topics on my blog.

I made some montages for call of the wild

The Apoidea have struck back

I felt something land on my shoulder. I went for the palm smash kill technique. This turned out to be a bad decision. My palm smashed a bee. The bee stuck its stinger directly into my hand. Swiftly I pulled out the stinger, stepped on the bee, and put ice on my palm. Luckily I am not allergic so I only had to deal with the temporary pain of a sting.

This was the first wave of attack the apoidea have thrown at me, the war has just begun. The bee that stung me didn't survive, I did survive, thus I won. My enemies place no value on the individual life, their missions are suicide Kamikaze attacks. This will be a long ugly war.