The day after he rode in the front seat of my car.
Which he did.
Seriously.
Month: August 2011
Videolog: Pepper
Butthole Surfers
Pepper (1996)
DJ Midnight at WQFS needs to be my girlfriend, not just for always playing music that restores some of the life that gets sucked out of me every Tuesday night at dinner, but especially tonight for choosing “Bigmouth Strikes Again” as her obligatory Smiths song of the evening.
And, um, also for playing this Butthole Surfers song that I hadn’t heard in a while–which is supposed to be the point of the post, I guess.
Procrastination
It’s amazing how appealing some tasks you might otherwise regard as rather unpleasant can seem when you have a project you can’t seem to get going on and you’re looking for yet another way to avoid it. When I was in grad school, the toilets were never so clean and the carpets never so vacuumed as when I had papers due.
All of which means I really need to get moving on this book chapter I’m supposed to be writing, but I’ll probably just have dinner with Mom and Dad and then do laundry tonight instead.
On the radio
Forgot to mention this last week, but the NPR station in Kansas City interviewed me about Groceteria last week, in case you care.