hey, do you want to help me solve blue's clues?
you do? great!
so along the same lines of children's entertainment,
i'm very relieved to have found out, that steve, from blues clues, has not committed suicide..or anything like that.
my sister told me this rumor, and i could not bring myself to believe it, not even a little bit.
so i did some internetal research,
and lo and behold,
he's a fuckin rock star.
go steve.
still sexy as ever.

harry potter listens to sufjan stevens.
why i never..

ok kids.
its been twice now that i've been to this place.
oh. my.
moderne burger on broadway at mcdonald.
i have never, ever had a burger this good. ever.

most serene republic was delightful, albeit obvious why arts and crafts signed them.
and the opening band, so happy and eager to be there, made me smile.

i won the lottery. 7 dollars. and upon cashing it in, i bought another, and promptly won 2 $.
so all in all, i'm up 7 dollars.

i cannot stop listening to illinois. cannot. its the most beautiful cd i've heard. or i could just be saying that in the moment, which is my tendancy. i have this urge to make sure everyone i know has heard it. its so wonderful.
look beneath the floorboards, for the secrets i have hid...
he took my shoulders and shook my face
and he takes and he takes and he takes.

its raining here on the west coast. it hasn't done that for a while.
you are welcome oh breath of the earth.

two and half weeks until otta-real, or mont-awa.
i'm immensly looking forward to it and hope that all things financially work out.

mr adams give me my money back.
or make out with me.
or do a whole other concert made up of the encore you did.
i need reimbursment.

i just noticed that brock tyler recently commented on my humble blog.
brock tyler. i need some new words for my title.

tonight was a great night. mosiac was lovely.
and then the toons, the goods, me and john met up with phil and corrina at richmond night market.
oh my.
i'm so full.
and so are my eyes and ears.
coming back we were astounded at the traffic coming out of vancouver after the fireworks finale. poor saps. it will literally take them an hour and a half or more to even get to the highway.

and i'm sad/angry to hear of the fate of a favorite former proffessor.

i go here and piss myself laughing.
every. single. day.