The soundtrack to: knowing she is over you.
July 22, 2008
1.) Minus the Bear – “Ice Monster”
I just got this band’s album Planet of Ice from my friend Julie last night. Great sonic feel, not to mention I couldn’t have written better lyrics for my mood if I tried: “She’s gone, she’s gone ‘cross the border, man. – And you’re never gonna see her again.”
2.) Death Cab For Cutie – “Your New Twin Sized Bed”
Narrow Stairs has been getting a lot of play in my car lately. To be honest, I think it has become my new official breakup album. To me this song is Death Cab at their most honest. And the echo on the vocals during the verses is perfectly placed.
3.) Barenaked Ladies – “Baby Seat”
When I date someone, I always end up associating music with them. I will never hear this song again without immediately thinking of being in the Chipotle parking lot with her.
4.) Steve Earle – “I Thought You Should Know”
If I ever write a book about country music it would start like this: “Country music was born and bred to represent heartbreak and sorrow.” From the first second you hear the guitar you know this song is a heartbreaker, and Steve Earle’s voice just adds to the sadness.
5.) Elliot Smith – “Needle in the Hay”*
At about 2:09 I normally start to lose my shit.
*[On Repeat]
(I heard the news today, oh boy)
July 17, 2008
So. I like my job, so far at least. It’s not like anything I’ve done before. Inventory parts, photograph parts, run shipping on parts, list parts, double-check listed parts, rinse, repeat. It’s money – pretty good money, actually. I’m always busy while I’m there. And I don’t feel any need to gun the car out onto Baldwin when it’s time to go home. I could complain about having to lick the contacts on the camera’s SD card to get it to work, but that’s really just humorous. It’s work. It’s money. And it’s somewhere to go every day and do something – anything – and feel like part of society.
It’s nice.
I’m tired of politics. That’s about all I have to say there.
Hockey is nice. I like the sport, I like the physical exercise and the occasional feeling of accomplishment. It does enrage me at times, and while this is an unpleasant experience, it improves me play, and doesn’t follow me off the pavement. And that’s probably the best I can ask for.
Things are alright. And again, that’s probably the best I can ask for right now. That and a bangable redhead, but I think we can all gauge the probability of that occurrence.
You ain’t a pimp and you ain’t a hustler
A pimp’s got a Caddy and a lady got a Chrysler
Black’s got respect, and white’s got his soul train
Mama’s got cramps, and look at your hands ache
…all night.
Sedan Delivery
July 8, 2008
It’ll be interesting to see how this pans out.
Yes, I’m aware that no one has any idea what I’m talking about. But I’m fucking stoked. Suffice it to say that my days of moping about this may be over.
Hopefully. Maybe. We’ll see. If it works out. I’m feeling good vibes, though.
Sedan delivery is a job I know I’ll keep
It sure was hard to find!
It feels like Mr. Young has been singing about my life for the last month or so. I bloody well hope that’s about to change.
Hard to find a job!
So, no job for moi. I’m sure everyone is tired of hearing about it. So am I. I’ve pretty much defaulted to selling shit on eBay for the rest of the summer. God knows I have some excess built up around here. The work is interesting enough, and it keeps me out of my own head. That’s the most important thing.
eBay, and politics. My family has fallen prey to the election year, it seems – a chorus of voices emanates from the living room every time Hardball is on, often including my own. I park in the recliner in front of the television, jump between the cable news channels, and write listings. It won’t put my finances anywhere near what a job would, but it’s income. It could be a lot worse. For one, I could have not snagged that Altec driver off the Ann Arbor craigslist three months ago. Then I’d really be in a world of shit.
All this free time and e-commerce shit has provided me numerous opportunities to hone my photography skills. I’m especially proud of this one:
Click for a bigger version, that puny scaled-down thing really doesn’t do it justice. Just check the color balance on that! Those contrast ratios are my kind of thing.
Really, you can do wonders with a decent digital camera, a tripod, and a little bit of Photoshop (but not too much). Really, I wonder why more people don’t go that route. You’re not going to sell that McIntosh with a cell-phone photo.
But anyway, regarding eBay: the economy’s in a bit of a nosedive, but people still seem to buy shit there. I guess it’s the tax rebate, or something. I don’t know.
