Another hour of boredom.

The tv edit of the 40 year-old virgin is horrendous.

NO bag of sand scene.
NO fuck buddy conversation (not even an edited version)
Seriously, why bother?

Going back out in a bit, but we were good little consumers for a good 14 hours today.

The Haul?

(Physical)
Dragon Age: Origins for PS3
The MAtrix Blu-Ray
Wizard of Oz Blu-Ray
Full Metal Jacket Blu-Ray
Blazing Saddles Blu-Ray
V For Vendetta Blu-Ray
Up Blu-Ray
Eastbound & Down First season dvd set
350 GB Portable Hard Drive for Em (now I can finally back up the damn iMac with the other external HD)
Jeans for Em

(Amazon order)
Fallout 3 Game of the Year Edition for 360
A Quantum of Solace Blu-Ray

And we're going back out to hunt down some more copies of the Wizard of Oz Blu-Ray from Target because I'm feelin' capitalistic, baby.

Hope I'll be okay for a bit longer tonight. Want to actually watch something. Preferably the rest of Wristcutters, and maybe the other movie we got from Netflix.

OH, and I got my Brand New Eyes vinyl in the mail today. Hopefully my Nothing Gold Can Stay vinyl will arrive shortly.

So, we're watching wristcutters: a love story, right?

And then Em falls asleep.

And so what do I do?

I post about it with my iPhone. Last time she ever uses my pillow on the couch again.

Still tired (slept until about a half hour ago, but I'm sick, I'm allowed), but I thought I'd post a little something something while I'm here.

I just want to say i can't believe I made it through the first year.

I thought that things would be pretty well-stacked against us.

There were some pretty tumultuous times, such as the months where there was barely any income from either of us.

But with that resolved, we got back on our feet (as much as we are now, I guess).

I'm just glad we did. 'Cause I don't want this to go to shambles.
And I won't let it.

Thank you, Emily.
Happy Anniversary.
And Happy 7 years together.

Just thank you.
I love you.

Feel a lot better. Doctor didn't think it was the flu. His hypothesis?

Since my blood oxygen level was REALLY LOW, that's what he interpreted my disorientation, pain, aching, and inability to breathe. OR rather, my breathing has contributed to my low Blood Oxygen Level.

For those of you wondering what a low level is, it's apparently not too far off of 91% or 92%. 90% is considered low, according to the Mayo Clinic.

I still got the Tamiflu he prescribed, so I'm taking that as well. Fun, fun, fun.

I should go back to bed. I will eventually. My sleep schedule is soooo fucked.

So, yeah, I'm in the doctor's office right now on the newfangled iPhone I bought last night.

Why get an iPhone?

Because the battery for my old phone was swelling. Not good.

But why am I in the doctor's office, instead of at work? Yeah, me waking up at 3:30 in the morning to go to the bathroom, only to stumble into the bathrom 'cause I can barely walk, and me aching so much that it was actually a
chore and a massive ordeal to lift the seat.

Oh, forget about standing up on my own with that one, too.

The cat was watching me with what looked like visible concern.

So yeah, we're thinking the flu. Hopefully it'll be taken care of quickly. Appointment at 11am, and we've been here since 8:15.

Fuck this shit.

Watched Casino Royale finally. BEst Bond movie I've seen since Goldeneye.

Yeah.

Oh, and I'm seeing Springsteen for the 5th time tomorrow/today. To this, I give a hearty "fuck yes." And not only that, but I'm also NOT WORKING MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!

BEST WEEKEND EVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Maybe. Kind of?

Regardless, this is awesome.

Art Brut was awesome last night. However, the effects of the Taco Bell from last night are a different story.

I will definitely see Art Brut again next time they're in town.

Resumes have been sent out, and other stuff has actually been done.

Cool, cool.


superpoop.com

SO yeah, had to return that wireless receiver. Wouldn't pick up any signal.

My head's fine.

Party was good.

Went and saw Brendan up at the Apple Store in Deer Park. Didn't realize it was so close to Schaumburg.

The dogs are being noisy.

I'm being a dick by making everything one line.

More later.

This was like the best Russian Nesting Doll ever!

An Express Mail envelope that contained a Priority Mail flat rate envelope that contained an even smaller greeting card envelope that contained FOUR TICKETS TO SPRINGSTEEN IN MILWAUKEE!

HELL YES!

Hey, I'm using "happy" as a mood! I NEVER do that (seriously, go look. I don't!).

Space Mutiny MST3K with friends tonight.
Cake. Good cake.
Hangouts.
FRIENDS.

Thank you all for this awesome, low-key birthday party.

Thank you, Emily, for sticking around.

So... New Found Glory last night was one of the best shows I've ever seen. Captain Straight Edge (Chadball) recommended I get my head checked out.

'Cause yeah, see below.

Note to stage divers: Feet first is not cool. You're doing it wrong.

Still amazing, and I didn't home 'till just now after leaving around 3:45pm yesterday. And I don't even care.

Oh, and since everyone was wondering, the second Gaslight show was as awesome as this picture:



Benny is still the coolest motherfucker on the planet, and we keep meeting and not exchanging contact info with these two peeps from MAdison, WI. They're at just about every show we are.

Got the standard black 2x& for Senor and the Queen, and the clear vinyl for Sink or Swim. And a hoodie.

So there! HA!

SELLIN' PARAMORE STUFF!

AND OTHER STUFF!!!!!!!!!

SHIT YEAH!!!!!!!!

I hope the wireless receiver I bought works with Newton and Andrew's wireless signal, 'cause I do not want to go through the hassle of returning it.

Need to clean up shit in here. WHo knows? Maybe I'll finally do that video tour of my pad like I've alluded to for two years and two apartments?

This weekend was awesome.

+ Dinosaur coloring book.

We hung out with Brendan and Kim Halloween, and definitely rocked the shit out of Starbucks with a 400 page coloring book filled with dinosaurs. No shit.
After the first one, we started doing "celebrity" dinosaurs, touching upon Lady GaGa, Wilford Brimley, Angus Young, Lil' Wayne, Mark Mothersbaugh (please tell me I don't have to explain who that is), and more.

+ Free Chipotle

Hell yes, I wrapped my head in tin foil for a free burrito!

+ Capitalism

Lots of cds I picked up from the Brown Elephant in Wrigleyville. Many duplicates, but whatever. Also picked up this fierce bitch:


Yes, that's a fully signed Midtown proof for the booklet of their last album, Forget What You Know.
I don't know how it got here, but Em found it, and it's ours.
Also, we picked up a Team America World Police poster for the video cassette and dvd release.

- My brakes getting so bad that they sparked.

Yeah, that sucked.

+ Finding a place that could fix it that was OPEN on Sunday!

+ The new Rammstein album.

+ possibilities of a road trip up to "mill-e-wah-que" ("I was unaware of that.") to see the boss with some awesome people if we can get tickets.

- needing to go to bed due to work.

Fuck that jazz.

Goodnight, everyone.

Saw The Gaslight Anthem for the third time tonight. Got there late and missed 3 songs. BUT! We saw them do Boomboxes and Dictionaries and a lot of other non-'59 Sound stuff.

Great show.

Caught up with the Brit that they have doing tech on their tour. We haven't seen him since April when we first saw TGA, and I got his attention by asking him how his dog was, and he immediately remembered me. His little German/Australian Shepherd puppy has gotten much bigger. We told him we got a second one, and he had to see a picture.

Tomorrow has been hinted at being much better. LAst night of the tour, "it'll be wild."

I'm looking forward to it going late. May try to get a nap in as well after my interview with the District Manager at Hot Topic.

All this, plus I don't work on Thursday due to an earlier than I wanted doctor's appointment.
Perhaps Antichrist in the evening? Been meaning to see it.

FUck yeah. Then next week is New Found Glory in Indy, and the Ska is Dead IV tour featuring Mustard Plug and the Toasters. Which I'm tempted to ditch the Ska show for AFI if there are still tickets.

I'm going to shaddup now.

Just dozed off. Time for bed.

I don't have to work Thursday. Wonderful!

Gaslight two nights this week.
The HOB show is sold out.
The Double Door may be following soon. Which will be good for me.

Playing Oblivion with mah puppies.

Sellin'!

DOn't have anything else to say!

SAW VI DIDN'T SUCK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I was scared about that. Seriously. Saw V was terrible.

So, we may see Antichrist tomorrow... Or something. Not sure about that. Maybe tonight, depending on stuff.

Gotta go wash towels and shit. Will post in more full sentences later.

So my sickness is going away. Good deal, y'all. I can actually sing for the first time in over a month.

Tomorrow, there are two movies coming out. Saw VI and Antichrist.
Saw is a tradition for Em and I.
And Antichrist is Lars von Trier's new movie.

We're very close to doing both tomorrow.

Saw The Get Up Kids tonight. Haven't seen them since '01 when I saw them open for Green Day. Should've got the tickets for yesterday's all ages show, though. 9pm start time for the first opener is not a surefire way to do good in the world. Not when I have to be up at 5:30am.

Anyway, Things are looking good. I had an interview for a position at Hot Topic yesterday, and I've got the second interview with the district manager next Wednesday.
Wish me luck!

Probably going to Dayton the first weekend of December. Everyone has been warned who needs to be warned.

I'm tired as hale. Good night.

Well, someone must be smiling down on me. Maybe as compensation for being sick, I've been hooked up by a friend who's already been too nice with Gaslight Anthem tickets at the HOB Chicago.

Damn, son. That's four times this year.

So yeah.

Hopefully this Zithromax will knock this shit out of my chest. I feel better already, honestly.

And I will be listening to Lick It Up by Kiss in it's entirety unless I get up to play Oblivion.
Shut the fuck up.

AND ANOTHER THING!!!!









And because I STILL LOVE THIS VIDEO:

Good god, that last post was supposed to be submitted on Wednesday night.

Anyway, Where The Wild Things Are was grand, and fantastical, and I cried, and shut up.

Lauren Ambrose can be in anything and make it better. Even if it's just her voice.



Was sick yesterday and didn't go into work. Stupid flu shot.

Probably going to see THE ROOM tonight. Been looking forward to this all week.

Next week, The Get-Up Kids on Thursday, with a slight chance of Say Anything on Friday with a definite of Saw VI on Friday.



I got nothing. I'm boring lately.

So, the 100/50 strength Advair is complete shit. One puff of my old 250/50 strength stuff has allowed me to sleep and breathe. I'm doing allright, but I should still probably go to the clinic. I don't know, though. I haven't breathed this clearly in weeks.

The new Imogen Heap is pretty good. I wasn't that crazy about her 05 effort, which doesn't mean it was bad, but it wasn't really my thing when I heard it.\

Alkaline Trio was good. COngress Theater, however, is not so much.

VIP section is more of a punishment. Straight on, the sound is the worst I've ever heard at a show. Ever. Off to the left or right, it's fine, but then you're still by people who aren't even giving a shit about the show. Completely boring. Why go?

We ditched that shit, and went down into the crowd. didn't get into the pit, because it wouldn't have been as good as that second night at the Metro back in April.

Got a setlist. All was grand.

So I'm sitting here, at home, after calling in sick because I couldn't breathe while laying down. I still plan on going to the sliding pay-scale clinic, rather than the emergency room like Em wanted me to, because my breathing is fine now... But I want to prevent it from getting that bad again or worse.

Fletcher tore up his new bed. He's not getting another one for a long time. He can rest on the couches while he's out of his crate.

I should hang stuff... but I'm lazy right now.

This pretty much sums up my night:


Fuck yeah.
Also, had one of the worst scores tonight at the drunken punk rock bowling tournament.

But still, we got VIP for Alkaline Trio tomorrow.
Whatever that means.

Recap thus far...

Butthole Surfers: One of the most disappointing shows I've ever seen.

Dead Milkmen: THEY FUCKED UP "STUART!"

NOFX: Yes, I'll knock the cigarette out of your hand if you're smoking inside when you're in a city that DOESN'T ALLOW IT ANYWHERE INSIDE. Shit, son, don't be surprised. I don't go to shows so I can enjoy a sinus infection the next day anymore.

MAtt Skiba made an onstage appearance at the NOFX show. not good at comedic timing. Good thing he's a punk rocker.

Bowling was awesome. Glad to do it. Next year, I'll pout out the call to people once I have paid for the four. Seriously, it was so much fun! DOn't want to miss out on it next year.

And now a new day is upon us... And I can't get a hold of who I need to at PetsMart.

Ah well. Later will do.

I need to stop cleaning and finish this right now then start cleaning again.

Awesome.

Em has stated that I shall be the one to upload shit for people to download.

But this is not just any shit.

This is Manics shit.

So without further ado, I present the entire catalog, and I strongly encourage you to pick up their new one if you can find it. Give them a reason to come back over.

Change the xx to tt. You know the drill. All the cool kids do it that way.


Generation Terrorists - 1992
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/2quo7h
Glam punk fun. The first LP. This zip file contains the US mixes where applicable, and Democracy Coma, which was a US-only album track (but a b-side in the UK).


Gold Against The Soul - 1993
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/gbuagj
Moving on to the stadium alt-rock of 1993's Gold Against the Soul. Still brilliant, especially "La Tristesse Deurera (Scream To A Sigh)," which was fantastic live. They describe this as their least favorite of their own works. Cracking tunes on it, though.


The Holy Bible - 1994
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/t248o6
This was the last album produced before Richey left. If you know anything baout him, it certianly shows. My favorite album. US mix. Just shut up and listen.


Everything Must Go - 1996
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/0pie1r
This was the recovery album. It made them even bigger than they were. My brother has actually sung along with "Interiors (Song For Willem de Kooning)," rather than any of the singles. Fantastic album. The first without Richey.


This Is My truth Tell Me Yours - 1998
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/oqumm8
Spacey at times, very mellow. Good calming album. I think so, anyway.


Know Your Enemy - 2001
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/9rk27v
This is the album that they used to alienate all the new fans they got from This Is My Truth... Long album at 16 tracks. A bit daunting. Save this one for later in your listening if you want.


Forever Delayed - 2002 (5 tracks)
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/vupgit
I've included the 5 tracks on Forever Delayed that aren't on any of the other albums. Shame, really that they aren't.


Lipstick Traces: A Secret History of Manic Street Preachers - 2003
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/53wbeu
2 disc behemoth that you should download just before bed. B-Sides and rarities. Disc 2 is all covers, and some of them are far too superior than the original artists.


Lifeblood - 2004
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/srq1yt
I remember being so fucking excited to find a Canadian import of this album when it was released. Happy days Much more synth-y and keyboard-oriented. Intospective.


Send Away The Tigers - 2007
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/wi2vq4
Took a break and came back to knock everyone on their asses. Rocking stuff, which is still inclusionary of some radio friendly tracks.


Journal For Plague Lovers - 2009
hxxp://www.sendspace.com/file/cvrz1m
This is the new one. They're touring the US on this, and it's all amazing. Check it. The lyrics were entirely taken from a notebook Richey gave the band before he left, and lyrically, it sounds like the immediate followup to The Holy Bible.

Goodnight. Please enjoy.

I love stirring things up now and again. Even if I don't.

=P @ grapefruits

I had a fantastic weekend. I don't know if anything will be topping it until I see them again. And I'll have more PTO to use then.
And we will see them more.

It's hard to explain to people how much this shit means to me. I had to tell someone who has seen the Hold Steady 34 times that the Manics are essentially "our Hold Steady." We'd have seen them more if we had the resources allowed it.
Dare I say I like the Manics more than Brendan like The Hold Steady, and he merely has the luck of his "the band" (as Amanda Palmer put it once) being based in the US.
But I'm not going to get into that sort of an argument with someone I consider a friend.
Or anyone, for that matter because I have better things to do.

But yeah... They're "THE band." And I wouldn't have traded these two shows for all the gold in a hobo's dreams.

Now to get up at 5am.

Night, kids.

I... Just saw The Manics twice this weekend. It finally happened. And I can safely say that these past couple days have been the best of my life. I feel like a veil has been lifted, and I'm seeing things as they are supposed to be seen. Don't ask me why, I just do.

Anyone who didn't show up to these shows did not merely miss a concert. They missed an event.

Among other things that happened this weekend (yes, I'm considering Thursday to be a part of the weekend): Saw my friend John for the first time since he helped load up the truck to move the day after the wedding; I started a circle pit in Detroit with my buddy John, Matt (Lament on FD), and another newly registered FDer; Nicky told me to "stop shaking" when I was getting a picture with him; James acknowledged me requesting "Found That Soul" in Detroit; we encountered the Manics more than we count in Chicago... I just... There's too much for me to sort through here.

Sean told us that they're paying for this out of pocket because they decided if they didn't come over now, another 10 years would've gone by and they still wouldn't have come. And they just flat out wanted to.

Emily had the following exchange with Nicky in Detroit:
"do you have any idea how much this tour means to some people?"
"you know, we're starting to realize."

I'm glad they are.
And I hope they come back soon.

Thank you, Nick.
Thank you, James.
Thank you, Sean.
Come back soon. We need you over here.

Today, I will see Manic Street Preachers for the first time.
I will cry.
I will stand in awe.
I will be more excited and thrilled than a 6 year old going to a Miley Cyrus concert.

Fuck the haters. This is going to be perfect.

In other news, I can't get to sleep because I'm so excited. And I've been up since 5:30AM yesterday.

Anyone in Chicago want to go bowling next weekend? Friday night, after the Riot Fest show, they're going to have Riot Fest Drunken Bowling. No drinking necessary, but you need a team of four. We need two more. Probably not gonna happen. =(

These next two weekends are going to fucking rule.

1) Comment to this entry saying ICONS! (or similar) and I will pick six of your icons.
2) Make an entry in your own journal and talk about the icons I picked.

spazzyskittles gave me these:


Rod Blagojevich is one of the most fascinating people in the world to me. Reading about his rise to power and his ultimate fall is interesting enough for me to have done it a couple times. Then, ontd_political went apeshit with select quotes from the tapes about him trying to sell Obama's Senate Seat, and this was a product of that that ladypolitik made, and I stole. I use it for things that are, indeed, "fucking golden."


I think it's a serious enough question that was left out of the original commercials. He must know, 'cause I mean, come on... He's the Lord!


I made this from a picture I took at the Cleveland stop on the RRRGLT. IT just seems like he could have any one of the audience onstage under his arm, going, "DUDE, I FUCKING LOVE YOU!!!!!!!" Genuinely looks like he's having fun, too, which was one reason why I liked the pic.


Thsi is a screen cap from a video I took of Zack outside the Indy stop of the HCT in '08. I asked him a few questions, and I think the first was "do you have anything to say to the internet?" To which he replied that he hated the internet. Thist's from the end, where he whispers "Damn you, Internet."



This is a screen cap from TEEN GIRL QUAD from Homestar Runner. The speech bubble says "CORN IS NO PLACE FOR A MIGHTY WARRIOR!"
It's a random one.


Ahhhh, Will Ferrell as James Lipton. Definitely one of my favorite SNL impersonations. Spot on, I always thought. I wanted something besides the Brendon Urie "WHAAAAAAAAA...?" icon to show surprise. So I made this bitch.

Super Scrabble, guys. Starbucks @ Clark & Belmont

Be there or be at home.

They're heeeeeeeerrrrrreeeeee...



Fuck me standing, it's actually happening.

HOLY SHIT, NFG AND DASHBOARD FUCKING CONFESSIONAL ARE GOING TO TOUR TOGETHER AND THEY'RE PLAYING THE AGORA IN DECEMBER!!!!!!!!!!!

SQUEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!

Need to leave to go get Em now.

Woke up feeling like shit in my sinuses. Of course, i didn't call in an hour before my shift because my medicine from last night kept me asleep until 7am, instead of me waking up at 5am to call in before my 6:15am shift.

So yeah, probably gonna get a writeup. Oh well. First one since starting there at the end of April. It's not that terrible.

And now I hear that along with Patrick Swayze, JIM FUCKING CARROLL WAS A PERSON WHO DIED, DIED.



Damn... =(

Johnny Castle is dead. Long live Johnny Castle.
Dalton is dead. Long live Dalton.
Sam Wheat is dead. Well, we knew that, but long live Sam Wheat.
Vida is dead. Long live Vida.
Jim Cunningham is dead. Long live Jim Cunningham.

=(

OH MY GAWD, THE INTERNET IS BACK!!!!!!

What's happened to everyone this past week? There's too much for me to trudge through on my friends page to get caught up. Cliff Notes are welcome.

Fuck yeah.

This is one of my favorite youtbe videos ever.

Enjoy.



G'night!

Oh, does anyone need copies of Hot Fuss or Sam's town? I've decided I don't need those anymore. Make an offer, just like I do everything else.

tired now, good night.

Evelyn's being a little shit tonight.

Jon Lovitz was funny. Very blue comedian. Funny, though.

Have some music I've uploaded for someone else:

Thursday - Full Collapse.
Both Arma Angelus EPs.
Both Gaslight Anthem Albums because despite me listening to the Police nonstop in front of the computer, we've been listening to Sink or Swim nonstop in the car.

gonna do laundry and watch dvds tomorrow. Hopefully. =(

SO yeah, I think some Oblivion on this relaxing afternoon is in order.

fullcollapse got off her lazy tush and got a job! (don't hit me)

Em and I both got a new pair of shoes this week. She got a pair of Vans that look like they have Pterodactyls on them, and mine are some fierce as hell Low-Top Chuck Taylors that I will take a picture of eventually.

Oh, I've decided that if I can't get a video tour of out place by the time we renew the lease for this place, it isn't going to happen. I need to go through and throw out boxes of shit here. Yeah. I'll do it eventally.

Gonna sell some of my childhood artifacts like my comic books next week. And if I can't get what I want (okay, what I WANT is unattainable by going to a stare, so what I can accept), I'll have a fucking yard sale.

Apparently, we're seeing Jon Lovitz tonight.
If you don't know who he is, shame on you.

Watched the disc one of Series 2 for The Kingdom, changed a headlight, had shepherd's pie, got grocery shopping out of the way, got Paramore tickets to sell ('cause dammit, Riot Fest is that week!), and Evelyn threw up a bit in the car (almost made it home).

Got The first Phantom Planet album, and the Police Complete Recordings boxed set for $3 and $5 respectively. That Police stuff will get some mad plays. And may get sold for more on amazon. Not sure on that.

SELLIN'!

But I leave you to watch tv with the following: