Showing posts with label The Shins. Show all posts
Showing posts with label The Shins. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Caring Is Creepy

Hello, my 2.5 readers! What have you been up to lately?


I helped move from the edge of the mountain to civilization. I saw a blue version of a car from my childhood; the Dodge Omni! We had a gray one. My dad slammed my arm in the hatchback one Saturday morning at the Vallejo Farmer's Market. Memories.


PYT's bathroom is the size of a closet, so I suggested a D.I.Y. vanity made up of a floating shelf and a mirror. She kept resisting, but I (usually) get my way. Plus, I've drooled atseen many Apartment Therapy "Small Cool" contest entries. I know things. I'm not as dumb as I look.


Easter/Passover came and went and I scored an easy $60 during an Easter Egg Hunt. I would have made more, but I'm nice and I gave a couple of my eggs to people who don't have a clue. This surely makes up for all the sh*tty Easters as a child only finding plastic eggs with nasty jellybeans.


Two of my favorite places are Bass Pro Shops and the Fantastik Indoor Swap Meet. If I ever make it to the new Hobby Lobby, that may be my third favorite place.


J&T hooked it up big time with an extra, sextra pair of tickets to the sold-out Shins show at the Cosmo. Their buddy had bracelets for backstage, too! And I didn't have to give anyone a blowie!


I'm not terribly familiar with The Shins, but I recognized a song or three. It reminded me of working at UO and hearing the Garden State soundtrack every time I emerged from the hellish stock room.


And now I can't stop listening to the entire Shins catalog. I can't help, but think about how different my life would be had I not moved to Chicago. I would probably still be broke, but with a degree. Oh well. I'm still broke, working on a degree, but ahelluvalot happier than I've ever been.


My parents got a new car, so we're breaking it in by going everywhere. Today we went to Lake Las Vegas; home of Brandon Flowers, Celine Dion, and broke-ass Toni Braxton. Well, maybe not Toni anymore. Un-break my bankruptcy.


We took pictures like tourists, got a little sun on our faces.


Did a little window shopping in the two remaining boutiques. I helped the economy by purchasing tchotchkes.


Tiny food and matches I'll never use.


I keep getting e-mails for "Latinos For Obama." Sí, se puede! Otra vez! Adíos, Señor (pinche) Romney!