Hey guess what. No really, guess.

pirate juice

You may be wondering to yourself, "hey, what's that picture all about?  is that some pirate juice?"  And if that's actually what you thought, then yeah, you're absolutely right.  No, actually that was sarcastic.  It's poison.  You want antidote?  I got the poison.  So, gratuitous and unnecessary Hives references aside, I actually had some reason for posting that there.  I can't for the life of me remember it now.

For what it's worth, I got myself a new ipod today.  It's manly as fuck.  And purple.  How is a purple ipod manly?  Well, are you secure enough in your masculinity to have a purple ipod??  No.  I thought not.  That last line is sexist, insensitive, and presumes that you are a male.  In all likelihood, you may not be.  I apologize for that.  Well, if you're a lady you probably think it's cool.  Even if you don't think it's cool, it is.  It's a nano, the only ipod model I've yet to own, and I have to say, so far it's my favorite.  It's just so... precious, for lack of a better word.  I mean, the damn thing is teensy weensy.  I wasn't really expecting that for some reason.  I love it, though.  I'm hoping it'll motivate me to listen to more music, which will in turn motivate me to explore and discover more music which I can share with you.  And frankly, if that's not a happy thought and doesn't strike you positively, you can go drink a whole bottle of pirate juice.

Okay, back to the main point.  Seriously, guess what.  Okay man, you suck at this game.  So I'm finally going to a concert tomorrow.  First real one in...  shit, man.  I don't even want to think about how long.  So who do you think is playing?  Need a hint??

mmmmmmmmmustang............

Got it yet??  Need another hint?

this album cover still doesn't make much sense to me

It's Best Coast.  Did you get it yet?  If you didn't, then... well...  umm...  I don't have anything nice to say, so I better not say anything.  Anyway, they're playing with these guys...

what band do you think this is?  hint: it's Wavves

So needless to say I'm pretty stoked.  There'll be a little of this:

is it possible to look more apathetic while playing guitar?

And some of this...

and on the 7th day, hipster Jesus created Pabst

And a whole lot of this...

Fuckk yesss...

At this place...

the (in)famous 40 Watt Club, Athens, GA

And at some point you'll probably want one of these...

because nothing goes with loud guitars and overpriced beer quite like polish sausage soaked in bbq sauce.

And if that don't bring a smile to your face, then you have a heart of stone.  If I can make myself remember to, I'll try and take some pictures.  Hopefully they won't come out all blurry and shitty.  I'll also try and remember to not drink too many beers so I can describe everything in painstaking detail.  So at some point in the near future I'll let you know how it was so you can be jealous and kill yourself because your life will never be as awesome as mine and simply can't go on living with that knowledge anymore.  I don't really want that to happen, because if you killed yourself, then you couldn't read my blog anymore.  Unless ghosts can get internet access??  I don't know, man.  That's a different argument entirely.

On a 100% unrelated matter, it was recently confirmed to me that my spirit animal is, in fact, the crow.

crows are pretty badass.

How do I know this?  It's irrelevant.  But for some reason it just feels right.  I don't actually sincerely believe in this kind of thing, but if I did, I would be happy.  Well, I'm happy either way.  Crows are kind of cool.  But are they cooler than wolves?

yeah, so wolves are still cooler

No.  But I bet a wolf would respect a crow.


And that's fucking saying something, man.














ps- how fucking awesome is that picture of Hipster Jesus??

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzz...................

I'm having a weird moment.  My sleep schedule has become all kinds of wacky and my psyche is in grave danger of collapsing in on itself.  This is one of those times where your exhaustion is feverishly battling the mild stimulant you've recently consumed and it's slowly becoming clear that either nicotine or coffee will no longer be potent enough to keep you conscious.  Your thoughts become slow and disorganized.  Your eyes struggle to focus.  You find yourself listening to the same song you've been humming in your head all day and you can only vaguely distinguish if it's actually playing aloud or if you're finally snapped and might be hallucinating.  Yeah, I'm in that kind of state.

There are so many people in this world.  So many different, totally unique individuals in this world each acting and existing entirely independent of one another.  The biggest problem I have with it is that there's no way, no matter how hard I try, that I will ever get to meet all of these potentially interesting people and hear their stories and split some beers with them.  Sometimes I like to collect people.

My good friend Robert, however, attempted to collect some lizards today.  It did not work.  They were far too wily for us.  That's not to say they outsmarted us, just that they faked us out.  Lizards are crafty, man.  You don't know.  Anyway, at some point after that, Tyler and Jessica showed up.  Acoustic guitars, keyboard, and singing saw in the driveway.  That was kinda weird, but it was also pretty cool.  Almost as cool as getting beer and hanging out on top of a parking deck downtown playing Bob Dylan and Best Coast songs in the freezing cold.  That was an adventure.

Wow.  I grossly overestimated my ability to still be awake and/or stay focused on any one thing at a time.  I just quit writing this for like 20 minutes while I posted some shit on craigslist.  Wtf??  Am I really that ADD??  Maybe I should stop staying up so late.  Or maybe I should stop surfing with 8 tabs open.  Either way, I hope this makes up for it.  Sorry if it doesn't.  I'm not perfect, you know.  But I'm still pretty fuckin' good.