Zack Harrison Memorial Music Monday: Random Road Trip.
Obvs, I haven't had much time to load up on new music, but I did drive to Dallas and back this weekend, which afforded me much time to listen to what I have. Behold my ipod's top plays:
Sleeping Lessons - The Shins [via The Devil Has The Best Tuna]
Back In Your Head - Tegan and Sara [music is art]
Silver Lining - Rilo Kiley [the leather canary]
Little Boxes - Malvina Reynolds [MOKB]
Community - Mirah and the Spectratone International [song by toad]
Georgia - The 1900s [Planeta Pop]
Gotta Have You - The Weepies [The World Forgot]
Be Mine Everyone - Sam Champion [Stereogum]
Acceptable in the 80s - Calvin Harris [Hipster Runoff]
The Ride - Joan As Police Woman [The Late Greats]
Akron/Family - Gone Beyond [Aquarium Drunkard]
I have no idea if these songs are cool, played out, hated or loved by Pitchfork - I just simply like them.
Cringesday: Grace is going to eat delicious delicious sushi at Masa tomorrow night so I will embarrass her edition.
Blove - Date #1:
Tonight, I was surprised to receive and then ignore a text message from a one Mr. Shain. Is said simply, dinner? Who am I to say no to that? He called and let me know he was on his way. Also, to let me know I should bring a camera to record our "date." When he picked me up, he actually came to the door and met my parents. He might have shaken hands with my dad, who, thank God, had pants on for once (he's a boxers past 5 kinda guy). Soon, we were on our way to The Cheesecake Factory all the way in The City! Talk about special. It was weird, though, especially when his boyfriend called and we had a threeway convo via speakerphone. Hmm. It got worse when, upon entering the restaurant, Shain asked if horizontal stripes were really the best look for me. Finally, after the waiter had recited the daily specials, one of which was salmon, Shain shamed him by asking him where said salmon was from. Date over! Actually, all was redeemed as we listened and sang along with Belle and Sebastian all the way home. Seriously, it doesn't take much to please me.
Appetizers: wine, fried macaroni and cheese, boobs.
Entree: Girly sandwich. I had a burger.
Dessert: Actually, Shain made me roll down the window and take this pic of a sign in my neighborhood. Then he said to post it. He might be too controlling to win.
27 comments:
I knew you would get on board the TEGAN and SARA bandwagon. I know the mullets are a tough pill to swallow in the beginning, but it is well worth it.
Mr. Shain should get his own blog.
Lovely. Thanks a ton.
Also: nice jugs.
exile - i know! i know. however, if i had a twin, and i'm not saying i don't, i wouldn't get a matching mullet with her. the song's still good, though.
m5k - a novel idea. yes...
g - thanks. at least i've got that going for me.
I'm glad to see the meth problem hasn't killed shain.
not yet. not yet.
That appetizer looks pretty good - only I'd ask the waiter to hold the fried macaroni and cheese. (Sorry I'm so dirty)
garrett - dirty scores points. and i had to add that in the caption because i realized my boobs are inadvertently all over this thing. it's purely circumstantial.
You mean you've got those going for you. And how did Shain get a date. Shouldn't those have been going for me since I won round one? Now I really don't understand this game.
[game = life]
yeah, i don't know either. i just do whatever shain tells me and he said we were going on a blogdate. no worries. next time i'm in noho, you can hang out with me as i cry at what hugo's has become.
hmmm. this competition is heating up. I may have to slip Shain's 'tina a mickey.
the waiter didn't know where the salmon was from or if it was farm raised! ridiculous.
also, you skipped the whole part where you talked shit about all the other bloggers in this contest (especially meg). that was the best part.
i am feeling like that waiter today.
i think the moral of the story here is: don't listen to shain. he'll only lead you astray.
wait, one of you asked where the salmon came from?
Now that sounds dirty.
ps blythe-tits look great in that top.
mr shain-
It's a tossup between you and crimenotes as to which one of you is my greater nemesis.
next up: Blog of Hate starring CrimeNotes and Mr. Shain.
Cheesecake Factory? Really?
(Although this is Oklahoma, isn't it.)
Also, why hasn't Shain been eliminated from Blog of Love, since he pretty much doesn't blog. Or is that just a technicality?
you dont even know how class (and fancy) the cheesecake factory is for oklahoma.
d - yes. i believe that is it. unfortunately, i'm more interested in morels than morals.
shain - am i ever anything but?
dmbmeg - thanks, yo. we could have a shirt off. not shirts off. shirt off.
dmbmeg - let's let them battle it out. asshole off. i kid! but i do like blog of hate. interesting. i'm afraid i'd win, though...
oh cherry - cheesecake is big news around here. when you come to visit, we'll all go out. so much fun! oh, and shain blogs through me, so i guess that counts.
mr. shain - i know, right?
Mmmm.... Fried mac & cheese balls!!! I fell in love with those last year when I at the CF in St. Louis. We just got CF in Tulsa, it's crazy packed. I hate their whole mall conspiracy thing.
I shall try to make my own fried cheese balls.
dear catastrophe waitress... dear catastrophe waitress...
yet one more reason to not visit the OK: after my accident, I was recuperating at my dad's house and they don't get out much, but they love to go to the la baguette in okc. So, for one of our field trips, they unchained me and took me for dinner.
The waitress totally mispronounced prosciutto. I had no idea what she was saying: "pro-skwee-to" "pro-sku-to." Finally, I figured it out and corrected her.
We ordered the cheese and olive appetizer and the presentation was pitiful. It looked like they just threw the olives higgledy-piggledy and sent it out.
I guess I should give La Baguette points for actually trying to a classy joint.
By the way, I would never let myself be seen as the Cheesecake Factory. I'm disappointed in you, Mr. Shain, that you would suggest such a place.
I mean, I would never let myself be seen AT the Cheesecake Factory. ...
I am not a manufacturer of cheesecake.
uhm, rochester. yeah, that's what i thought. also, hegel. yeah, you go SERVED.
got, got damn it
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