Don't try to swallow, I think it's sour

Just saw me some Born in the Flood, and the only thing that could have improved the show was about two more sets and having the fellers wear Soviet Space Monkey pants.

I'm almost finished with a long, overdue, intensely complicated project at work. In fact I would be done if they would stop changing the requirements. Hopefully I'll have more time for carousing and hence opinionatizing.

I'm working through mental lists of band names, and so far a couple I like for different reasons are Korben Dallas, and Graveyard of Dreams.

Alan turns it on by degree

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You've really got some nerve showing up around here

I was chatting over lunch with a friend of mine, and she mentioned that she uses Quark in her job. I'm actually only one KBD (Kevin Bacon Degrees of separation) from the developers of that product, which is kind of weird and circular, if not exactly interesting to anyone else.

Way back before the Earth's crust cooled, I was in a band with Flasshe and DJ Smallberries, and then later the three of us all worked briefly at the same company. DJ S is one of those programming studs that used to get a lot of short term contracts, and he did a lot of work on Quark when it was in the early versions, I want to say circa 1987-1990.

This has been another exciting chapter of Pathetic Tech Geek stories.

Alan used to be dead, but now he's out looking for beer

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I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in

Last night was a blast, thanks to everyone who came down. No word on future performances, but I'll let you know.

I'm assuming most of my core readership is familiar with The Big Lebowski. I happened to turn on the tv to Comedy Central while it was on, and in the scene where Earl smashes the car, they replaced the original dialogue with "This is what happens when you fight a stranger in the Alps!". That doesn't even make sense. Not going to wade through the rest to see what other inane substitutions they make, but my money would be "Everything's a flightless travesty with you!".

Alan tore his mind on a jagged sky

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Saccharine, I'll not follow you

Hey kids, what's shaking? Long time, no update. Between a too short vacation and anger and depression over the hurricane, I haven't felt much like posting. And today's is going to be short.

I've seen some really good bands lately, especially The Forecast. Though their label is trying to shop them to fans of Bright Eyes and Rilo Kiley, they remind me far more of The Anniversary, and help console me over the demise of that band. Check out one of their best songs, Late Night Conversations, at PureVolume.

Also well deserving of your listening time is SLC's own I am Electric. They're Rock 'n' Roll Best Friends Forever with one of my current band crushes Monofog, who played the same show, and I was most impressed. Somehow or other though, their CD did not transfer over to my iPod correctly, and though I can find individual songs, I can't find the whole disc by band name or album title, so I haven't listened to it all the way through yet. I'll check the tags when I get home.

On September 2nd, I sang lead on a song with this bunch of fellers, and it was a hoot and a half. I'll be doing a repeat performance of two or three songs this Friday, the 16th around 10-10:45 PM at the LL. The cover is $6, but they may be doing comps, and I'll try to get them for folks if I can.

Alan is screaming in a silver gilded cage

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