You know, Charles, sometimes, when I feel like a raving ding-dong, I find a nice bit of chamomile tea…
—The Tick
Sometimes I drag a track into a new playlist and set it to repeat because I figure I’ll be adding more as I listen, and I end up stuck, just looping that song until I realize it’s time to probably add some more music.
Projects, projects, projects
I am working on a Magazine: ResultJelly.com for that whole thing. I’m also writing a series of stories inspired by my favorite Hip Hop called Astrotravelin’. Astrotravelin.com is the place for that business. I’m also still doing exasperated.org, though more slowly.
Can’t stop listening to this stuff since seeing Drive.
That’s not a shoe.
Females seem to have a habit of finding stupid things, putting them on their feet, and calling them shoes. They even hobble and limp around pretending they are shoes, until they can no longer take the pain. Then, they take them off and go barefoot remarking, ‘My shoes were killing me,’ as if they still have some hope of convincing anyone those things were shoes.
This video is a trip, and yay new Bjork stuff.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
