but you can call me cap'n
Jun 27, 2006 @ 09:02
My pirate name is:
Black Jack Rackham
Like anyone confronted with the harshness of robbery on the high seas, you can be pessimistic at times. You have the good fortune of having a good name, since Rackham (pronounced RACKem, not rack-ham) is one of the coolest sounding surnames for a pirate. Arr!
frosty freezers
Jun 26, 2006 @ 09:42
So we're standing in line for the Fiery Furnaces / We Are Scientists show at First Ave (dear people who don't live here: PURPLE RAIN!) and there's these three young kids (two guys and a girl) standing in line just in front of us. We/us being Ian, Melissa, and myself. We were talking to these three about whether or not we were in the right line and stuff, and only moments after that conversation broke up the girl in the group keels over onto her side on the pavement, and then rolls over onto her knees, face planted on the sidewalk... while kind of groaning or something. A second later its over, and she's getting up and being asked if she's ok. She looked more embarrassed than anything, and the guys didn't look too shocked. We didn't know if it was drugs, or narcolepsy, or epilepsy, or she fainted or what. They kind of sat down against the wall, and we all waited for the line to move. Once the line started going again, she was up on her feet for maybe a minute or two before she collapsed forward and smacked her forehead on the concrete -- both douchebags she was with apparently too stupid to A) take her home after the first passout and B) catch her if this isn't an uncommon occurance. She comes to in a moment, and rolls over. She looks a bit more shaken this time -- probably having something to do with smacking her head on the ground. The guys are still asking her if she's alright or wants to go. I'm sorry, but the girl who just passed out twice probably isn't equipped to make that decision for herself you asses. The one guy finally realises she's in no condition to stand through a concert and starts to walk off with her, but she only gets like 20 feet before she drops again. I didn't see, but I think he kind of caught her this time. We got our tickets and went across the street to that Irish pub to burn the 2 hours until the first band started playing, leaving the girl and those guys still sitting on the ground where she last fell over. I still don't know what the deal was. There was never an ambulance though, so who knows. Gray showed up from the Red Dragon, and we went into First Ave. I have to say, We Are Scientists was pretty fricken good. They maybe even stole the show a little for me... but it'd be hard for the Furnaces to top their performance at the 400 Bar. I liked Eleanor's tight white Feist pants.
modern art makes me want to rock out
kids are criminal
Jun 22, 2006 @ 23:04
Mouse over or click the image above for a little fun. I saw this picture over on Jesse's blog and thought of this almost immediately. I think I might like it more than the kitten.
chaaarrrrrrt!!!
Jun 22, 2006 @ 22:57
