MUSIC IS HAPPENING

Saturday, August 5
Bazaar Cafe
5927 California
7 PM or thereabouts

- The Definite Articles
-- My buddy Shawn (cello, vocals)
-- Me (violin)

- Me

- I think that's about it

We have a MySpace because literally every time we played somewhere, someone would specifically ask us for our MySpace, and so it was written.

NOT A GOOD THING

Three words for you: Chocolate chip bagel.

Nobody eats those things. Every Friday at the office, they're invariably the last ones left, and there's always a bunch. Why? Because chocolate chip bagels are a wrong idea.

Eventually someone will learn this lesson. Hopefully it'll be whoever's in charge of bringing the bagels on Fridays.

PLATINUM CONVENIENCE ADVANTAGE

I've discovered that if I cook things at home -- like, say, turkey burgers or Italian sausage -- I can bring them to work the day after with the requisite buns/sauce and eat them for dinner here, then drive home after the traffic's calmed down. What's more, I can even have a side dish, now that I've mastered the extremely simple task of baking a potato in a microwave. The kitchen here at work even has two microwaves. I just have to remember to bring butter with me, and so far that's been pretty simple.

I realize I could really just make whatever the hell I want at home and heat it up later in Tupperware, but I find something appealing about actually cooking part of my meal here.

TIME TESSERACT OR SOMETHING

I know I was only gone for nine days, but it feels more like it was a thousand years. Things are different. My housemates have rearranged the living room furniture. Garbage day appears to have moved. I have stubble. Stubble. What this is, is madness.

BLACKOUT WARNING

Just so you know, I'm leaving tomorrow night on a trip to sunny southern California for the next week, so I may not be around much on the infocybertron. Because I don't take a lot of vacations, I have basically saved up enough PTO to kill a family of bears and raise their cubs as my own. That's not what I'm going to do, but it's a thought for later. Much later.

FUTURE USELESS SCIENCE

One of these days when I have money to burn I'm going to fund a study that focuses on male behavior in corporate bathrooms.

"Men Who Look First vs Men Who Walk Up To The Stall Door And Try To Open It"

"Dudes Who Talk On The Phone While Pooping: What"

etc

I predict that the results will be: Unsurprising.

INTERNET HELLO

Since last Friday (June 30), I have literally been host to three different sets of people at my house/city, and that's why I've been away from the internet: Activities! Coincidentally enough, none of these people would have ever been here had it not been for the internet in the first place. Internet, thank you for making cool people come to me.

Also, within the last week, two awesome people I know got married to each other, I dressed up fancy, and America had a birthday. Hi-fives all around!

Sorry no pictures. Maybe later. I have to catch up on the latest info-happenings in the cyber blogodrome.