December 2009
15 posts
Fat Sandwich Dream
DISCLAIMER: Those of you that didn’t go to U of I can ignore this, if you’d like
At U of I, nothing capped a night quite like Paul and I stumbling into fat sandwich, standing in front of the menu for 5 minutes debating what to get, and sitting down with a sandwich the size of a small mountain filled with enough greased-up food to kill a goat. Pure bliss. Last night a large portion of...
Confession:
hrrrthrrr:
I wish I didn’t have to hear Christmas music until the week of Christmas.
I COMPLETELY AGREE. This is what I’ve been saying. Hearing it for the month and a half before Christmas starts to puts me over the edge and makes me more and more of a scrooge every year. Part of it, at least for me, is the repetition. I have to keep things fresh with music, and if I hear the same song...
Road Rage: Vol II
So I started a segment a while back and haven’t continued, but trust me, its been on my mind. Here goes…
On the way to work I have to take a country bohunk road that basically doesn’t list speed limits anywhere. Every time I drive there I am totally amazed by the careless/stupid/ridiculous driving of people. But recently, there is one thing that has stood out to me, not just on...
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Viva Voce - Octavio
I haven’t been this...
“I think one of the reasons I like music so much is because it quiets all the...”
my frog is making a trip across the country
so yesterday (okay this requires a bit of a backstory. I’m still temping until I find a real job, which at this point seems like it will never happen, but right now I’m temping in a warehouse helping box and ship orders. I like it, I get to listen to music and I like working with my hands) ANYWAYS so this truck pulls in to drop a few skids off (warehouse terminology) and as we’re...
