tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-62516682011-04-21T14:38:42.353-07:00SPRINNGGG BREEAAAKKKK!!!!Like Cancun, but with more keg standsBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comBlogger2631100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-77564114120229131572008-12-11T16:48:00.000-08:002008-12-11T17:00:55.341-08:00I'm playing this month with Adeline and the Philistines, a singer-songwritery group lead by the unstoppable Addy Leigh Park. Saturday afternoon we're playing a benefit for toys and their tot owners. Henry Clays and The Damselles are also playing, so if you're in the neighborhood, come on down for sweet jams and a good cause.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-54573299425632295072008-12-10T13:59:00.000-08:002008-12-11T11:17:48.490-08:00EndingsAfter plowing through all 5 seasons over a couple months, we finished The Wire last night. And while it's almost cliche now to say it, it's the best show on TV. Maybe best of all, the ending was totally satisfying, and worthy of all the great arcs and story lines leading up to it. ...which made me reconsider the last season of The Sopranos. I still think the inconclusive, no-comment Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-88134058252668268982008-11-21T12:48:00.000-08:002008-11-21T13:19:14.890-08:00What it was like on tourPictures were finally sent out, and I think these 5 kind of sum it up.(no, I'm not sure why Andy is snuggling Dane)This one I just kind of likeBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-35711634417368204782008-11-19T12:20:00.000-08:002008-11-19T12:34:42.003-08:00I picked up some new freelancin'First review is up nowDisclaimer: Not that anyone ever assumed I had journalistic intergrity, but no, I don't intend to always mention bands I'm involved with.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-574183854021598252008-11-17T16:17:00.000-08:002008-11-17T16:20:15.311-08:00Remember when I was a model T.A.?Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-21377114190279003862008-11-14T13:39:00.000-08:002008-11-15T00:06:51.733-08:00WithdrawalI think I recovered somewhere in the middle of this week, when I finally stopped being tired. Didn't sleep much on tour, which is due less to the expected crazy partying of a band on tour, than from sleeping on hardwood floors and lumpy fold-out beds. That said, I actually felt something akin to depression when I went back to work on Monday. I really just wanted to be back in that Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-28271642408311519442008-10-31T13:38:00.000-07:002008-10-31T13:45:51.707-07:00Calling the West CoastBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-6148271854637376952008-10-28T14:40:00.000-07:002008-10-28T15:29:24.201-07:00Free Fallin'The past month's been kind of a whirlwind. I was asked by this band, The Henry Clay People to fill in for their drummer when they go on tour next week. Ever since, my life's been all rehearsing and wedding-attending, with occasional Wire marathons thrown in. So Saturday I'll be nursing my Halloween candy and punch hang over in a van (similar to the one pictured) headed to Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-17844615913439575072008-10-27T08:48:00.000-07:002008-10-27T13:45:50.271-07:00At least the apples are still straight I'm pretty sure climbing is frowned upon at Rileys Farm. Being lifted by your tall friend, though, not sure. Out on the orchard, the rules are un-written. We filled two bags of apples using whatever methods we could employ: climbing, jumping, hoisting -- Jeff even found a long branch for those delicious but hard to reach apples. When we got home, crispsBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-47929152384481621342008-10-23T13:48:00.000-07:002008-10-23T15:16:05.760-07:00Hello, Fall...?I've been corralled by my lady friend into an apple-picking excursion this weekend. That's right, I said apple-picking. In Southern California. Am I blowing your mind? I think maybe I've apple picked once since I lived in Southern California, probably in Julian, where the streets are paved with apple pie. We're going to a place called Rileys Farm where the employees dress in "Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-91162084101647864482008-09-26T14:07:00.000-07:002008-10-02T16:14:18.929-07:00I've got the NarcoSo I got an unspecified throat infection recently, which I don't recommend getting, if you're curious. The doctor prescribed Penacilin and spoke of no side effects. But I think what she meant to say was "side effects include sudden and unexpected bouts of extreme drowsiness."I feel like a narcoleptic. I was sitting at my computer typing, and without warning, I almost toppled Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-865775377559250732008-09-09T13:44:00.000-07:002008-09-09T13:55:33.041-07:00OverheardSomeobody in my office just concluded a rant with "...and that's what's burning my butt!"Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-33933601099311920842008-08-28T15:10:00.000-07:002008-08-28T15:48:42.326-07:00ShamelessIn between episodes of Weeds, there's been a lot of 90210 in my apartment lately. I'd like to say this is a bi-product of living with my girlfriend, but anyone who reads this blog probably knows that's a sad lie. Yes, I'm 30, a dude, and I'm totally gay for 90210 (preferrably the high school and college years), and I'm totally going to watch the CW-ified reincarnation that starts next Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-75462526422020660332008-08-26T16:16:00.000-07:002008-08-26T17:09:16.683-07:00Crazy 4 Cult: a quickieIf you get a chance, definitely go see this show. It's in its second year (official title: Crazy 4 Cult 2: This Time it's Personal), and features artists' reinterpretations of characters and scenes from -- you guessed it -- cult movies. The funnier pieces, the ones that recast their subjects in strange and awesome ways, were my favorite. (If I had a spare $500, I Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-5612148193669474732008-08-25T16:54:00.000-07:002008-08-26T17:11:53.927-07:00On the wings of Sunset JunctionI was kind of excited about Sunset Junction this year. The line up of bands was decent (Cold War Kids, Black Keys, The Henry Clay People), and our new apartment's 2 blocks away, which took the expensive and impossible parking out of the equation. But this year the organizers upped admission to $20 (used to be $10), and did away with their neighborhood discount, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-41454521130110011702008-08-15T13:46:00.000-07:002008-08-15T14:58:01.182-07:00Man, this blog blowsApologies to anyone who's come by and shaken their fist at seeing the "free download" post again. But by the way, how 'bout that free download?I plan to return to full-on blitz posting here, or possibly on another blog-hosted site. But in the meantime, I started contributing to the L.A. section of Moleskine's international blog. Didn't know Moleskine had a blog? In the Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-5825762662166260072008-07-15T13:41:00.001-07:002008-07-16T09:19:28.745-07:00Download our album for FREEI don't think I've mentioned it here yet, but if you're interested / mildly curious / looking to kill a few minutes, you can download the new Les Blanks album for free.lesblanks.com(You can also donate if you're feeling charitable, or buy the record if you're vinyl-y inclined).Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-90810048863176844112008-06-11T17:23:00.000-07:002008-06-11T17:32:46.231-07:00NYC is a dangerous placeDespite how it may seem, I think it was Helen who picked this fight. I've always suspected that Helen may actually be able to hold her own in a scuffle, if only because she's pure scrap. And I have to admit she looks pretty cunning and stealthy here. Have there ever been Chinese ninjas?Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-52086214264238506542008-06-10T17:39:00.000-07:002008-06-11T18:25:44.621-07:00The Right Shade of BeigeWhen I was in college, my dad bought me a car. Eager to seize a good deal, he finalized the sale right then and there, before I could see it. He called and broke it down for me: "Geo Prizm... Only 30,000 miles... Beige.""Hmm," I thought. "A beige Geo. Not my first choice, but I could do much worse. And anyway, who cares? It's just a car." When I rolled up to meet Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-76257924533057010612008-05-19T11:13:00.001-07:002008-05-19T11:26:38.716-07:00You're Invited! Tell everyone!Email hello@lesblanks.com to jump on the $5 guest list.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-77437076948594577632008-02-04T13:30:00.000-08:002008-02-06T12:18:03.786-08:00Read(this shot courtesy of Josh)We got lucky on Saturday night. A solid, flab-free crowd came out for the reading (April and her posse get big points for driving up from the OC), and seemed engaged, which is the best kind of response. There were a decent amount of laughs. Not too much shifting in the chairs. These things never totally go the way you think they will, though. Lines that get Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-34629690427394728192008-01-28T13:30:00.000-08:002008-01-28T17:20:52.324-08:00New Play ReadingSo.I've been working on a play off and on for about a year. And after finally completing a draft, I'm happy to report it's everything you want (love, sex, friendships, guitar solos), and nothing you don't (bills, bad news, tornadoes). At this point, I usually like to do a reading to see how the script feels on stage. We called some friends who also happen to be really talented,Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-22966266209757627892007-12-27T10:28:00.000-08:002007-12-27T10:33:34.281-08:00Merry Christmas, everyone! In lieu of a Christmas card, I'm giving you this, which should sum up my life as one on the prowl for some freelance work. From Craig's ListJUGGLER NEEDS COMEDY WRITERI am 32 year old 15yr pro cruiseship juggler. Body not holding up and want more years in the biz. Need material to start weeding out juggling (and the hack!!). Basically, more patter between bits, then Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-22853301695145723802007-12-18T15:53:00.000-08:002007-12-18T20:16:49.348-08:00Sick DayI was too sick to go to work today, which I think might be karmic retribution for entertaining the possibility of taking a day off "just because I can" to Leigh and Marah last week. They have real jobs, and no such whimsical options. On the bright side, it's raining, which is good Sick Day weather. It's like the world outside feels just as achey and couch-bound as I do. Sunny Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-64428818702821895392007-12-13T16:36:00.000-08:002007-12-13T17:12:24.861-08:00RIP Ike, Viva la TinaI may have mentioned my co-worker before. To recap, he's 57, is stoned frequently, holds a Purple Heart from Vietnam, recently stole our paper cutter, is sometimes hilarious, and grew up in Waco, Texas. Also, he's black, which is only important for the following. When he was 15, he snuck into a bar to see Ike and Tina. Few bands came to Waco then, which apparently had a Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-4024873360088584282007-12-06T12:23:00.000-08:002007-12-07T10:12:23.282-08:00902-wonderThere was a Steve Sanders sighting this morning in my building. The guy who delivers our paper walked in and asked me if I remember Steve from that "9021" show. I like this guy more and more. He works with his dad and brother, and they get up at 5 every morning to deliver paper to all of West LA. And apparently, he's a 90210 fan to boot. So naturally when he asked me, I said, "Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-70600000007306355992007-12-03T13:37:00.000-08:002007-12-03T16:45:57.077-08:00Band Seeks Awesome NameSo we're looking for a new name. For the un-initiated, I'm in a band that is currently called Muso (moose-o), but we're looking for a new name, for a few different reasons.1. On paper, a lot of people don't know how to pronounce it. Usually we get called Muze-o or Mew-so. Somebody even called us Muse once. Sometimes even when we tell people, they keep calling us Muze-o.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-2391725600746459012007-12-02T22:28:00.000-08:002007-12-02T22:47:08.198-08:00A Very John Waters ChristmasBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-65977611579537252132007-10-19T15:06:00.000-07:002007-10-19T15:23:33.740-07:00Overheard at The Red LionFrom a group of older, sunbaked guys who looked like they'd been sitting on the same bar stools since 1977."All I know is, if I had been there, John Lennon'd still be alive!"Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-61735982118002309252007-10-09T12:59:00.000-07:002007-10-09T13:02:11.391-07:00Somebody kill me, pleaseI've had this song stuck in my head for over a week. I haven't actually heard it in, I don't know, 5 years? How does that happen? It's not so much the melody as it is the flute part. Again, how?Oh well. At least blogging about it will make it go away, right?Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-84028649952994571052007-10-04T11:31:00.000-07:002007-10-04T16:40:32.002-07:00Video ShootLast Saturday we shot our first video for future monster smash-hit, "Starry Tilting Sizzle." Our friend, Dennis from the unstoppable Fkenal, directed. (If you've seen Fkenal, Dennis is responsible for the video projection that shows behind them when they play; if you haven't seen them, do). Helping him was Crash, a lanky guy with a vaguely European accent. To me, he sounded like Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-63456175106852219812007-09-13T13:27:00.000-07:002007-09-13T17:42:12.548-07:00"Do you like to run, or paint, or make blended drinks?"I love public access TV. There's the legitimate and educational programming (zzz), and then there's the rest of it. Apparently I'm a little late to the party on this one, but now I can't get enough of Let's Paint! The title's a little misleading. Sure, this man paints, but he also rides a treadmill and makes blended drinks at the same Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-17057636641841772012007-08-20T12:09:00.001-07:002007-08-20T21:04:08.286-07:00As awesome as a Megaburger With CheeseI've had 90s TV Shows on the brain lately. I caught some of Melrose Place: Season 2 on Saturday, and I'm told that both Dylan McKay AND Zack Morris were on that John From Cincinatti show. And today I found this via Stereogum. It's two guys from The Forms playing the 90210 theme song on the same guitar, which is almost as gay as the song itself, but not as Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-74588140611383329102007-08-16T15:41:00.000-07:002007-08-16T17:44:00.734-07:00Mayogaritas, anyone?Anyone who's spent, well, any time with me knows my contempt for mayonnaise. When people ask why, I can only tell the truth: it's just gross. I'm so known for hating it that a few years ago on my birthday, certain friends were going to give me $100 to drink a drink whose name is too racist and horrible to reprint here. It was a shot with Tequila, Rum, tobasco sauce, a lit Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-38473256163101485722007-08-10T13:21:00.000-07:002007-08-10T13:37:00.452-07:00Why is Jason Lee peepin me?Last week, we walked to En Sushi for Happy Hour. If you live in LA, near Hillhurst, and like things that are awesome, go. It's 7 days a week-long, and the fish is pretty good. After we sat, I glanced over at the table next to us. I came eye to eye with a very bearded Jason Lee. I looked down. He was staring right at me. Not in an evil way, but it wasn't "how ya Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-35539050754215134902007-07-31T10:51:00.000-07:002007-07-31T11:44:51.095-07:00Come back home, WesI thought The Life Aquatic was okay. Wes Anderson walks the line between Wacky and what I guess you'd call Inspired Weirdness, and almost always defaults to the latter. Which is what makes his first 3 movies so great. They're inspired. But parts of TLA just felt Wacky for no good reason. Maybe he tried to tailor the script to a bigger budget? Anyway, I have high Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-19689697147317717772007-07-19T17:37:00.000-07:002007-07-19T17:56:46.008-07:00I saw this on a bit on Conan and for some reason, doubted it could be real. Nope. Donald Trump has a line of steaks. He's pointing at them. And they're sold at Sharper Image. Well, one thing's for sure. I know where I'll be buying my beef/digital photo keychains from now on.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-2307420296202735872007-07-17T13:40:00.000-07:002007-07-17T15:31:53.905-07:00Muso Tour Diary, Part 3: Frat Dudes and Fat ChicksWhen we last left Muso, they were asked to be in a bit on The Tonight Show. Let's see what happened!... Downtown Austin was madness, but somehow we found parking. I jumped out and assembled the tiny drum set we bought from Toys R Us for the Leno bit. The idea: I am tall and lanky, the drums are small. It was silly enough and, for fans of Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-42158186957683143542007-06-19T17:40:00.000-07:002007-06-19T17:51:16.220-07:00Finally, an excuse to wear my banana converseI've always heard that Guitar Hero was great. "It'll change your life!" people told me. Secretly I thought, "It's just a video game." Well I'm here to admit that, after Saturday night, I stand corrected. Thanks to Jeff for capturing that perfect pose.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-55296229786603755792007-06-05T17:20:00.000-07:002007-06-05T17:24:34.183-07:00Dick Cheney is "sad"My favorite headline of the day: Libby sentenced, Cheney 'saddened'Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-66483955926479047742007-05-11T11:00:00.000-07:002007-05-11T12:49:25.754-07:00I ate a bugThe path along the reservoir in Silverlake has bugs. Mostly gnats, maybe a mosquito or two. Last night while I was jogging, one flew in my mouth. It went right to the back of my throat actually, which was tingly, but also made me feel good. Clearly, I was a fast jogger. I tried to cough it out. They were unnaturally hard and forceful coughs, as if I was choking on something, or IBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-14446756531444655772007-05-05T12:05:00.000-07:002007-07-05T17:29:56.941-07:00Muso Tour Diary, Part 2: Delicious is our BusinessThe next day crawled by. A 9 hour drive turned into 12, thanks to all the small towns on the highway with speed limits of 45mph. We missed a tornado by a few minutes, but for much of the way, the East Texas clouds looked like they could still unleash hell on us. What if we got swept up and dropped off at the club in Dallas?! In our tired, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-89118695142955654162007-05-01T14:12:00.000-07:002007-05-01T14:18:44.345-07:00Finally, the Asian Experience -- in a can!I'm almost surprised this is real. Almost.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-18599568792719349082007-04-23T15:17:00.000-07:002007-04-23T15:27:53.918-07:00Muso Tour Diary, Part 1: Then, somewhere in Arizona, we smelled smokeSo it's taken a month, but I finally got around to recording our road adventures. Enjoy...The trailer was a problem before we left Silverlake. The Uhaul cube we hitched to Josh's Forrester made for hairy 30 point turns. So when it took 10 minutes to turn around on Angelus Ave, it seemed like a bad omen. The first 6 hours to Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-81935096309568679812007-04-11T11:31:00.001-07:002007-04-11T11:34:36.421-07:00Plot summary for John Rambo (2008)The next chapter finds Rambo recruited by a group of Christian human rights missionaries to protect them against pirates.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-21663831032520987552007-03-22T12:29:00.000-07:002007-03-22T15:18:18.669-07:00Muso's on The Tonight Show TONIGHT! Just don't blink. We'll probably be on for all of 3 seconds. It's part of a bit that was taped last week while we were in Austin. Wayne Coyne of The Flaming Lips was a TS correspondent, and interviewed a bunch of bands, who then did silly things. One band shot confetti. Another looked like a Freak Show. I don't think that was their gag, though. ActuallyBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-597560003961808242007-03-16T00:35:00.001-07:002007-03-16T00:59:25.492-07:00From AustinWe've been on tour for 5 days and we're not dead yet. We are, however, beat. Un/loading a Uhaul cube and un/hitching it to your van is not all glitz and champagne. The drive to Texas was long and kind of grueling (2 12-hour days). Albuquerque was on fire. The crowd was rowdy and we followed a punk-metal band, so we cut our weak songs and dropped only bombs. They didn't throw shitBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-80518766202834980032007-02-09T13:25:00.000-08:002007-02-12T12:48:16.607-08:00The Bro FactoryI work in a tall building in a part of town that's known for its reputable law firms (don't get the wrong idea -- I have nothing to do with reputable). Across the hall from our suite is another suite that, in the past few months, has begun delivering bros from its doors. Some of them flew off the pages of Details Magazine, some are distinguished by their ill-fitting suits. But Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-33994700189048649612007-02-06T16:46:00.000-08:002007-02-06T16:48:51.713-08:00Well it's official: he's not gay.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-9190103884472939352007-01-23T16:09:00.000-08:002007-01-23T16:14:39.226-08:00Shamelessly stolen from Pitchfork. It's especially timely given Marky Mark's Oscar nod. I love the props to Crazy Town.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-24109050511380804032007-01-18T15:29:00.000-08:002007-01-18T15:59:41.750-08:00This blog's a major snooze festI've neglected this ol' SOB lately, and I apologize to anyone who came here for a daily distraction and found the same post over and over. And I reiterate my ongoing apology to anyone who googled Spring Break and came here for Girls Gone Wild pictures.Until I get around to this again, you can find me at Mozes. It's a music and technology site, and I update the blog Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-48620247307316791562006-12-21T13:37:00.000-08:002006-12-21T13:39:00.688-08:00White ElephantThe picture's small and grainy, but if you can make out my face, you'll still only know half my excitement upon unwrapping a set of lavendar hand and foot lotions.The rules to The White Elephant Game seem to change every year. Last time, when we were told to bring crap, I re-gifted a Big Mouth Billy Bass (don't worry, I still had one left over for myself).Suddenly this year the Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-25362495654081147762006-11-29T14:08:00.000-08:002006-11-29T14:11:26.374-08:00Bro Down '06This year I chose not to go home for Thanksgiving. My parents offered to fly me out, but I declined. I think it would've depressed me to be around family, in light of recent sad and lonely events. There's something strangely fun and empowering about fending for yourself on a holiday. Not that I was alone. I had Fatso, Tom, and Todd: Bros 4 Life!!!Luckily, I had my camera ready. Here, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-12275471473416769302006-11-15T13:48:00.000-08:002006-11-15T14:20:17.773-08:00I am SplitHere's a bunch of stuff I've blogged elsewhere. I guess the cat's out of the bag, if it was ever a cat or a bag ever existed. I'm not totally sure why I didn't just post it here. Originally I just felt like doing something different. Different writing, somewhat of a different audience. But then the writing wasn't all that different, and the audience was only different by "somewhat". Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1163119945049116782006-11-09T16:42:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:47:03.699-08:00the joy of filling in for Reception, #38This white guy with a bow tie gingerly approached me with his parking card. "I'll just hand this to my friend here [me] for a parking validation."I had to tell him that, even though he'd come in for a deposition and was here for several hours, we didn't validate. Unfortunately, that's just our policy. Suddenly, he was no longer the jovial J Crew picture.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1161285982554806752006-10-19T12:25:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:03.577-08:00 Dear Sunglass Hut,I am available. Sometimes I kick it with my bro, sometimes not. We don't always wear women's designer sunglasses -- this is just an example of our range. We can make other faces too. For example, I can stare off in all kinds of directions. I think we would be perfect for one of your ads. Sincerely,Spring BreakBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1161133199955976192006-10-18T16:10:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:03.475-08:00Spring Break Movie ReviewMovie: Little Children.Rating: 4 Jello ShootersReview: While not as suicide-inducing as In the Bedroom (the last film by Todd Field), this movie traverses some dark and uncomfortable places. Like a cellar. The cellar in Goonies. The cellar where Chunk is thrown by the Fratellis, only to realize he's stuck in there with Sloth. But just as Chunk comes to know Sloth as aBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1159823301956086722006-10-02T17:30:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:03.118-08:00...I'm back. It was amazing. It was epic. With any luck or time, I'll post pictures later this week before we get on more planes and go to Portland. In the meantime, to focus on something I can easily distill -- Italian toilets are weird. Guys have it pretty easy, what with them being above ground and all. But often they're without seats, which is pretty gnarly, even in principle. Girls Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1158094625306795192006-09-13T16:40:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.966-08:00I don't know what Italy has in store for me, but if Lucca's anything like Dallas, you can expect tales of intrigue and back-stabbing when I return. Only, instead of oil, the backdrop for the scandal will be... wait for it... olive oil! fuggetaboutit! The past week was spent on scrambling for last-minute things, like travel-size shaving cream and, you know, luggage. I realized that my "big" Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1157651244391571712006-09-07T14:00:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.852-08:00We all Have DreamsLately, I've had some really vivid dreams. Last week I dreamt someone wanted me to buy them drugs from a "drug house" in Pasadena, which basically meant it was an old Victorian house with a big porch on a hill. I drove up to the curb in a minivan and two guys ran out of the house to my window. They asked me what I wanted, but I couldn't remember what I was supposed to get. IBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1157490428617140932006-09-05T17:23:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.715-08:00Breaking Even for CultureI have seen the snakes movie, and I am happy to report that it lived up to my terrifically bad expectations. It even had shameless Red Bull product placement. I know at this point -- post hype, post poor box office -- it's not as "cool" any more. But I submit this: it is!When we got home Saturday night, Fatso, Texaken, and a belligerantly drunk yet surprisingly loud Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1156899365447611372006-08-30T12:30:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.604-08:00Drunk AmericansTo prepare ourselves for our trip to Italy in 3 weeks, we ate a ton of pasta and roasted garlic, and drank a few bottles of wine. Strictly for the trip, mind you. Then, to cap the evening, we sat down to watch La Dolce Vita. Want to know what not to watch when you're drunk and tired? La Dolce Vita. I don't know much about Fellini. But this movie is slow in that way that some Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1156194401156085982006-08-21T16:08:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.473-08:00will the real victim of coulrophobia please stand up?I was talking to Helen the other day and somehow her fear of clowns came up. I might've asked, "So how's that fear of clowns going?", but who knows.She said she's really tired of how trendy clown fear has become. "EVERYONE says they're afraid of clowns now." And I have to give her credit. Helen doesn't mess around. She's truly terrified ofBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1155589419395091672006-08-15T17:36:00.000-07:002006-12-21T17:20:28.265-08:00No really, I'm not That Indie SnobThe Greek Theatre is my favorite large-scale venue in LA. Sure, it’s not exactly undiscovered, but it is open-air and sunk in the woods, two things that make it an LA anomaly. If you’re feeling adventurous, you can even walk up the hill in Griffith Park to get there. (Your other option is stacked parking, a reminder that you really haven’t left the city at all).Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1155255368983179312006-08-10T17:01:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.256-08:00Bankruptcy Law, or Fighting Insurgents?Today I was talking to this guy who works in the trustee department. We do different jobs, but command equal amounts of power. That amount? 0 Me: I can't believe I've been here almost four years.Other Guy: Yeah, I've got applications out there, but if those don't come through, I think I'll just join the military.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1154638752933044852006-08-07T13:20:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.022-08:00how to bring the house down: a meditation on kicking assEl Cid has live karaoke on Wednesdays. "Live" as in, there's a live band. I saw this for the first time a few years ago during one soul-melting summer in New York. The bar was called Arlene Grocery, and it was Punk Rock Karaoke. The crowd was mad. Shoulder to shoulder, shouting, beer splashing, and sweat. The crowd at El Cid was Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1154732159589633922006-08-04T16:38:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:02.129-08:00You've been snakebitten! As some of you already know, this has brought me hours of joy today. At this point, it seem inevitable that the hype over Snakes on a Plane will only cause a backlash, either in the form of awful box office, or severe disappointment -- although, the only way a movie like this could be disappointing is if it's not terrible enough. I worry that everyone involved knew theyBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1154119728872307232006-07-28T13:43:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.912-08:00 Questionable 90s MusicFor no good reason, I'm compiling a list of bands that lived and died in the 90s. Counting CrowsThe WallflowersEve 6 (pictured above - they sag that "I wanna put my tender heart in a blender" song)Matchbox 20Soul AsylumThe Spin DoctorsI know there's so much more. Suggestions?Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1153788417915283372006-07-24T17:30:00.002-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.802-08:00This Heat Ain't RightLast night we walked to 7-11 for ice cream, and I was tempted to climb inside the freezer and just be among the bags of ice. Thankfully, the length of my judgment hadn't melted down all the way yet, and I nixed the idea at the last second. Diddy has this acne cream now. In the commercials, he claims it "moisturizes your situation". I mocked it endlessly after I saw it, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1153419068010139682006-07-20T12:20:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.445-08:00I hate grocery shoppingNot as much as I used to. I used to put it off until I had nothing but mustard and pasta left. I'd try and time my visits perfectly, so I could catch the grocery store off guard, when its crowds were low. Now I can suck it up and go pretty much any time. I've matured. But if I had to choose between grocery shopping, and watching an episode of So You Think You Can DanceBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1152743795970049442006-07-12T15:20:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.342-08:00Avoiding Stink HandTwo things I will always avoid prolonged contact with:rubber bandspenniesNothing gives you Stink Hand like rubber and copper. I loathe having to open up new boxes of rubber bands at work. When I dig my hand in there, it feels like I'm fishing in a pit of snakes, probably because it reminds me of the barrel of rubber snakes in the store at Disneyland. You know, across from Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1152223971182624062006-07-06T15:03:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.228-08:00AuthenticOver the weekend, I went with Marah's dad to an authentic fish market in San Francisco. 'Authentic' means they club the fish right in front of you if it still wiggles on the scale. They must've pounded extra flavor into it, because mmmm it was tasty.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1151603633041237732006-06-29T12:01:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:01.117-08:00Reunion RoundupIf you read this blog, you probably also read this one and this one, and have seen pics from our 10 year reunion. Don't worry, that won't stop me from commenting.More or less, everyone was the same. Rather than the bloated messes I half-expected to see, people were fit and, in a lot of cases, looked better. Otherwise, this is how it broke down. Number of boob jobs I was alerted Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1150313135267669542006-06-14T12:50:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:00.980-08:00What do I have to do to get a good racist around here?Our phone number at work used to be the phone number of a major television network. Consequently, we get lots of wrong number calls. Last weekend, a very concerned racist left two voicemails berating the network. The messages were long so here are some incredible highlights....It's not enough we got a steady flow of illegal Browns coming Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1149882356486777582006-06-09T12:39:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:00.837-08:00Comedy SurveyI need your help. Scabies... Funny, or too itchy to be taken lightly?Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1149615928295798432006-06-06T10:44:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:00.148-08:00WarningThe following may not be safe at the workContinue only if you are slave to Kazakhstan fashionHello, SummerBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1149024110191774422006-05-31T17:30:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:47:00.022-08:00HardcoreSo a bunch of us saw X3 on Friday, which was pretty good. We bought tickets a week ahead of time because Grauman's Chinese Theatre is pretty much the best place to see a big movie like that, and we knew other people know this too. I'm hardcore about movies, which -- I'll just say it -- is awesome. I mean, you can't kind of love something. If you're not a little embarrassed by your Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1148502024261326012006-05-24T13:13:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.903-08:00Goodbye, SweepsThe other night I saw a commerical for this hard-hitting news story.[in an ominous voice]It's in your home...Could it kill you?...Fox 11 presents...DUST!Tonight is the Lost finale, which I believe coincides with the end of sweeps until next fall. The sad part, aside from missing awesome news exposes like this one, is the end of new TV. At least I've got a load of Sopranos and BigBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1147892750433560932006-05-17T12:37:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.791-08:00David Shea's NightmareI've been pretty busy, yet there isn't much worth posting about. Oh, I'm pretty tired lately. Really tired. Like, all the time. Ironically, I've also been drinking more coffee than ever before. I won't win any coffee-offs or anything, but I can brag. I'm also writing a lot. 3 different things. Let's call them "projects", because that sounds legit. Some days I write Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1147120641479248032006-05-09T13:45:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.670-08:00Dark ComedyI finally saw Grizzly Man. I'd heard some things, but nobody told me it was a comedy. I mean, sure. It's hard not to see Timothy Treadwellas a kind of tragic hero with a tragic flaw, or at the very least, as a really passionate, mixed up guy. But the whole time I couldn't help thinking that Grizzly Man was a Christopher Guest movie. Treadwell scolds bears like children, befriends Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1146703780479594392006-05-04T13:20:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.558-08:00Quick VentThe other day I was cleaning my windows at a gas station while talking on my cell phone, and this guy came up and asked for change. I told him, without really looking at him, "sorry, I'm busy". Nice. I really couldn't have been more of an ass. Oh wait. If my car was a Hummer, and I wasn't cleaning my windows, but tazing a homeless guy while he cleaned them for me, then yeah, I Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1146252204545569922006-04-28T14:00:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.424-08:00Quick! Limited Time! Everything Must GO!If I was starring in a local television commercial a la Crazy Gideon or Phillip Seymour Hoffman, I would wear a crown and wave a magic wand and maybe yell a lot, telling you about the insane deals you're missing by not checking out The Pitchfork Disney before it ends next Tuesday. Make reservations and come on down to Company of Angels! There's candy Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1146078423529391502006-04-26T12:06:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.299-08:00This might be a theatrey wank fest, but I'm betting that because the creators are legit, it'll be pretty cool. I've never seen anything of Robert Wilson's, but he's pretty famous and supposedly pretty great. And the idea of a Burroughs-Waits collaboration is ridiculously awesome. (I was also going to write how we got the free tickets, but for fear of blog-monitoring, I'll just say employee Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1145555654261128232006-04-20T10:53:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.189-08:00Exotic CuisineThere's a new fast food place at the corner of Beverly and Vermont. I drive past it every time I go to Marah's, and for weeks I couldn't figure out what the hell it was. It's bright yellow and had a fat, red mascot. Then a name appeared: Jollibee. When it finally opened, they put up signs declaring, Juicy Yumburger! and Spicy Chickenjoy! "Ah", I mused. "Those foreigners are atBrianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1145385482538932132006-04-18T12:30:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:59.076-08:00Texas Two StepMarah was tempted but we didn't try it, since the folks at Ginny's Saloon were serious on the dance floor. We were content to watch. On our second night, Texaken took us to Ginny's, which almost seemed out of place in Austin. It struck me as a bar you'd find in Middle of Nowhere, Texas -- minus the possibility of getting shot, since a.) that really happens in some Texas bars Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1144715912501825922006-04-11T13:18:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:58.959-08:00Macabre Ha HaI haven't read this or seen a rehearsal, but if the show is anything like the postcard, then I'm IN! (I guess I'd be in anyway, but the promise of some morbid yuks makes it all the better). From Marah:Hey there!Thought I would attempt to woo you to my next show with fantasticvisuals. If the postcard doesn't do it for you, how about seeingagoraphobic twins hooked on chocolate and Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1144714613117976072006-04-10T17:15:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:58.850-08:00Sprinnggg Brreeaaakkkk: Austin stylelyWe leave for Austin Wednesday. My niece is getting baptised, and I'm the godfather. I think this means I'm in charge in case of emergency, but definitely it means I had to buy a suit, which was cool. I don't own anything of class, unless you count my car, which you shouldn't. The suit is nice, especially after alterations, though the place I bought it Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1144270970346553262006-04-06T13:30:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:58.632-08:00This guy's cool 'cause he won stuff!By simple luck, I won the NCAA bracket pool at work. I know nothing about college basketball. I picked Florida because they were decently ranked, and I thought, what the hell? I've never won anything, and now I have a cool $64 to prove that yes, I too am a winner, like all those people who receive giant checks from Ed McMahon.The funny things is -- and this Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1144096793848311032006-04-03T13:33:00.000-07:002006-11-15T13:46:58.448-08:00Writing your own band's bio is gaytardedYou'd think it was easy. Who better to describe yourselves than one of your own? The problem is band bios inevitably sound lame. I managed to get around sounding self-congratulatory. Now, I'm struggling for something that will pique the interest of people perusing music online, something that won't promise sexual favors, but will guarantee bar mitzvah Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1143831712249822982006-03-31T16:10:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:58.173-08:00My Awful OriginsContrary to popular belief, I haven't always been this cool. Like a lot of kids, my taste in music was copied from an older sibling. I listened to everything my brother listened to. Thankfully there was enough good stuff (The Smiths, The Cure, Echo and the Bunnymen) to counteract the bad (INXS, George Michael -- that's right, I said it). This might explain why I now have Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1143656881681061282006-03-29T11:27:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:57.698-08:00Randy: prognosticator of changes to the metric systemYou may remember Randy (scroll down a bit), the guy at the coffee shop. When he handed me my change today, he said "thanks a pantload". Suspicious, yet somehow he made it sound normal. I probably shouldn't joke. Fifty years from now, when we measure things in pantloads (pl's), I'll look back on this and be red-faced.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1143582555272577122006-03-28T13:45:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:57.351-08:00Be Back in a FewUntil I get around to posting something real again, please enjoy these superior condiments.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1142554827387068162006-03-16T16:04:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:57.045-08:00ControversyHBO has a new show, Big Love. It's about a polygamous family, and deals with taboo issues like the roles of women, God, and pedophilia. But nothing was as controversial and shocking as the scene in which one unruly child ate Miracle Whip straight from the jar! I am forever blasphemed*.*by this of course I mean disgusted. Mayo = bleh.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1142374418707992222006-03-14T17:45:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:56.790-08:00Rampage DietingMany have heard the tale of Chachi and his famous eating binge, probably multiple times as it's one of my favorite stories. For those who haven't, I'll catch you up. Once, we drove to Joshua Tree and back for a one-day camping trip. During that time, Chachi consumed the following...Day 1:-McDonald's trip 1: breakfast-McDonald's trip 2: 20 piece chicken mcnuggets and large fries Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1142026956015121982006-03-13T13:15:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:56.659-08:00Band For SaleAbout a month ago, Josh's friend, Lindsey took pictures for our CD. This one didn't make the cut, so here it shall thrive. I'm not sure what we were going for -- I mean, the overall idea for the shoot was a weird kind of family portrait. But this one, I don't know. To me, it seems like a billboard you'd see in Germany. Of course, I've never been to Germany, but if I'm to make Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1141689688116901172006-03-07T17:33:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:56.486-08:00pantloadI didn't loathe Crash with the same zest of most people I know, but I remember walking out of the theatre being pretty underwhelmed. Then I kinda forgot about it until the oscar nominations came out and suddenly everyone started gushing about it. Then I kinda forgot about it again. Then, on Sunday, while watching all the clips during the Oscars, I remembered why I didn't like it. And Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1141336947436270802006-03-02T14:01:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:56.295-08:00Songs!After four months of recording, mixing, and mastering, our CD's almost done. For a sample, check out these hot cuts!We're pretty proud of it. It's less garage-y than our EP, which basically means it sounds more "professional", which basically means you can actually hear the instruments and the vocals distinctly, thanks to Dave, Andy, and Joe. They made us respectable.Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1141162205087609562006-02-28T13:06:00.000-08:002006-11-15T13:46:56.131-08:00UpdateOn Saturday I hit Disneyland again, thanks to free entry from Helen and her fellowship-winning ways. It was really crowded, but not teeming-with-mullets crowded. Maybe I just have to go in the summer, when the whole country descends on Anaheim. I'd like to think that Red vs. Blue stereotypes are mostly hype, but if the comments from the last post are any indication, then the mullets are Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1140646037243131602006-02-23T13:45:00.000-08:002006-12-21T17:30:11.538-08:00O Mullet, Where Art Thou?Two weeks ago, I took my girlfriend to Disneyland for her birthday. It was pretty great. Middle of the week, free passes, no lines, warm weather.But something was amiss. A few hours in, it hit me: there's a shocking lack of mullets. It used to be that, on a good day at Disneyland -- a long summer day -- I counted dozens, sometimes hundreds of mullets from all over the Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6251668.post-1108668469705509512006-02-17T13:19:00.000-08:002006-12-21T16:13:17.128-08:00I Hate Guitar CenterI dread going to Guitar Center. It's overpriced and the employees, while good musicians, are class A Dipshits. If they're not jerking themselves off by whaling on the instruments, they're out for your blood. Like vampires minus the lady-killing charm, they wear down your defenses until you have to surrender. Tragically, the only other place to buy drum stuff closes at 5:30, Brianhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14752439228766747233noreply@blogger.com