43 posts tagged “random”

The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones that never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes "Awww!"

I'm sitting up at 6:45AM reading On the Road because I am trying to reset my sleep schedule. I plan to stay up until 11:00PM or so and sleep until 11:00AM or so. Hopefully this works out for me. I'm thinking that I can probably do this naturally, seeing as how I woke up at 5:30PM yesterday, but I may end up brewing a pot of coffee. I think I'll also go out and buy some breakfast this morning because I always like to go do that when I'm able (since I'm usually not up early enough to).

We fumed and screamed in our mountain nook, mad drunken Americans in the mighty land. We were on the roof of America and all we could do was yell, I guess—across the night, eastward over the Plains, where somewhere an old man with white hair was probably walking toward us with the Word, and would arrive any minute and make us silent.

I had an okay time in Crestview. A better time than I had anticipated anyways. Christmas was rather sparse, but I'm not upset over it considering my parents pay for my apartment and car, just paid for my sisters 16th birthday party, and the economy is in the shitter. At any rate, I finally got some money to buy some more RAM for my computer, so I'm happy. Not to mention, I got a wok and a cookbook by Alton Brown, so I can maybe try my hand at some more different dishes than I have been cooking.

Something, someone, some spirit was pursuing all of us across the desert of life and was bound to catch us before we reached heaven. Naturally, now that I look back on it, this is only death: death will overtake us before heaven. The one thing that we yearn for in our living days, that makes us sigh and groan and undergo sweet nauseas of all kinds, is the remembrance of some lost bliss that was probably experienced in the womb and can only be reproduced (though we hate to admit it) in death."

I experienced the most bizarre coincidence today. I was on Facebook earlier in the night and noticed that Chris Davis had mentioned to Porter that he was in Peniscola, at his brother's apartment. Since I haven't seen the guy in a while I told him that he should come over and hang out. I figured that he was probably somewhere relatively far away, and that he probably wouldn't be able to get here to hang out or vice versa, but as it turns out, his brother actually lives in the Foutains too. It was really weird how it played out online in conversation, and I'm sure I'm not translating that weirdness to here very well, but I assure you it was very odd. Anyways, we hung out and played Rock Band 2 and watched some of It's Always Sunny and had a pretty good time.

It is 7:00AM now and I getting tired. Hm. I may have to run up to the Hardee's down the road and have some coffee and breakfast.

Neutral Milk Hotel - 03 In the Aeroplane Over the Sea

Neutral Milk Hotel

I looked through my archives again, and it seems like I don't have anything by Neutral Milk Hotel up. I'll put some up later.

I'm sitting here listening to some music, and I'm thinking I'm going to put together a list of my all-time favorite albums of all-time (subject to change as I listen to more, different, albums (that happens on a daily basis (usually))). Here we go, at 4 in the morning.

My top 10 albums (in no particular order):

• Astronautalis - Mighty Ocean and Nine Dark Theaters
• Modest Mouse - Good News for People Who Love Bad News
• Weezer - Pinkerton
• Motion City Soundtrack - Commit This to Memory
• Queens of the Stone Age - Songs for the Deaf
• Bright Eyes - I'm Wide Awake, It's Morning
• Neutral Milk Hotel - In the Aeroplane Over the Sea
• Bill Evans and Jim Hall - Undercurrent
• Test Icicles - For Screening Purposes Only
• Death From Above 1979 - You're a Woman, I'm a Machine

1. Did the album spring immediately to mind?
2. How long have I been listening to this album and thoroughly enjoying it?
3. Is it really that fucking good?
4. Do I know pretty much all of the words to all of the songs on it?
5. Does it evoke strong memories?
6. Is it really that fucking good?

--Just searched through my archives--

Oh, seems like I don't have anything from Good News, but that's easily remedied. I really love that album though. If I had to choose a top 5 out of that list, it would be in it.

Uh, things about the other albums...

Pinkerton, Good News, Commit This, and Wide Awake are all personal favorites because I relate to them way more than I probably should be able to. Wide Awake is also just a really beautiful album. In the Aeroplane Over the Sea really is that fucking good, so it is up there. It is also a beautiful, beautiful album. Songs for the Deaf is also that fucking good, along with it having a bunch of good memories tied to it. Undercurrent is by far my favorite jazz album, so it got to be in there. Not to mention, it is just an amazing album in general. DFA and Test Icicles are up there because they are also amazing. They're both heavyish bands that are also danceable and fun.

I wish I weren't so tired so I could describe these better. Maybe I will comeback tomorrow after I wake up and punch up these descriptions? Probably not.

I was walking around Best Buy today, waiting for my mom to show up at the mall, so we could go get some lunch, when I decided to look at their CDs. More specifically, their jazz CDs. Now look, I'm not saying I was expecting anything substantial, as far as their selection was concerned, but when you have three rows worth of Kenny G's bullshit music, and only one row of John Coltrane, one row of Miles Davis (with only copies of his greatest hits and Birth of the Cool mind you (Not to say Birth of the Cool is a bad album, but it's pretty cliche is all)), and not even a single divider for Bill Evans or Thelonius Monk or Charles Mingus, something is fucked up. Sure Kenny G played the longest note or whatever, but I think he should have practiced making decent music instead. I guess I shouldn't get too bent out of shape, because I'm pretty sure everyone already knows that Best Buy is a terrible store, but I guess I just felt like beating [off] a dead horse. Not to mention, I am kind of sick, so I am kind of in a mood because of it.

One paper, two salvos of math homework, and my finals and I am done with this semester. Thank God. Someone remind me to never take two math classes at the same time again.

Music time now, okay?

Charles Mingus - 03 Group Dancers

Charles Mingus

My favorite way to cook a cup of noodles is this:

1. Preemptively add chili powder and salt
2. Add boiling water, cook as long as normal
3. Pour out water after it is cooked
4. Add hot sauce(s)
5. Stir
6. Eat
7. Poop fire

Also, I think I maybe mentioned it before that, Dr. Bob (the Food World version of Dr. Pepper) is delicious. Seriously, I like it better than Dr, Pepper. Not to mention you can get 3 liters of it for about a dollar. What's not to love?

Also also, I am really procrastinating writing this paper.

I always hoped I'd be able to post this and it have some sort of relevance. What a great fucking song.

06 First Day Of My Life

Bright Eyes

Guess what movie we watched tonight.

I have a Twitter now. It's like blogging with even less effort. What's not to love?

Apartment And Things

I've been pretty bored today. Garrett is in Crestview and Chance is at work, so I've got the apartment to myself. Instead of using my free time productively, I decided to take some pictures of my stuff and of the apartment. I didn't take a lot of the pictures because it's kind of messy in the living area and in the kitchen right now. Not to mention, the majority of the people that probably care what our apartment looks like have already been here, so yeah.

Not a lot of things have been going on lately. I got a 95 on a history test I thought had gotten a C on. I guess the TA is pretty leniant with his grading, so that's good to know. I should probably be doing some math homework, but I'm feeling lazy. Instead I'll probably keep trying to learn the intro to "Johnny B. Goode". I've got the verse and the chorus riffs down, but this is the first time I've actually tried to learn a part with a lot of picking, so it's been slow going.

I tend to get the worst sleep on the weekends. There's always a party going on outside my window it seems. I always think about getting up and yelling at them about calling the cops, but that would probably jusr exacerbate things. Not to mention, I'm usually too tired to want to get up. When I eventually wake up the next day, I'm still tired from being woken up intermittenly while I slept, so I might as well have not slept at all. I think I left all of my earplugs at home with my drumset, so I guess it'll be a while before I get a decent night's sleep [on the weekend]. It's usually not so bad during the week (thankfully).

Blue Moon + leftover pasta = dinner? I think so. Good evening.

This goes out to a very special someone.

Weezer - 03 No Other One

Weezer