old man winter

Last night I went to dj purple’s karaoke at jack’s. highly recommended. He plays saxophone along with you. All demographics of the city throng and cohere together in song.

the beery throng. me and plebicite visible in the middle distance, doing a strenuously unironic "no scrubs"
the beery throng. me and plebiscite visible in the middle distance, doing a strenuously unironic "no scrubs". not pictured: stinky and her laserbeam aunt. photo: a frangipane croissant.

I am thus too sleepy to excel at the elbo room thing I gotta do tonight, but whatever. I am here, typing self-consciously at you in order to try to “write down the bones” in order to “clear the garbage from my mind” real quick in order to “say good/not-bad things on ‘stage'” tonight. Who cares. stop it. leave me alone. etc

  • fellow “ashram baby” matt marlin has a new side-project called youtube, I can’t believe I just wrote that, it’s called “starring.” I like the basementy practice recordings they posted on their youtube. I mean myspace. what is wrong with me. In other news, Matt’s “real” band “Pterodactyl” are having a new record come out in the spring, it’s going to be great
  • today I spelled fluctuating with an x a couple times, then looked at it dreamily and left it like that, just vibing out on that crazy little x for a while. “fluxuating.” crazy, man
  • I’d like to start a band. If you live around here pleaseĀ  bring your amp and axe into my basement. some band name ideas: “something fierce” (bad) “YouTube” (worse) “The Ashram Babies” (awful??)
  • just now I walked by a police car that had pulled over a taxi cab outside my office. they were both Fords. My first thought was: Ford must not harm Ford!