What play list or iMix have you been listening to as of late and what is on it?
Here is mine. It is quite odd but I love it.
What helps you get through the day?
The Champ - Ghostface Killah
Green Mind - Dinosaur Jr
Take the Skinheads Bowling - Camper Van Beethoven
Open Arms - Journey
Operation Spirit (The Tyranny Of Tradition) - Live
Pink Turns to Blue - Hüsker Dü
I Want You To Want Me - Cheap Trick
Animal - Pearl Jam
Backwater - Meat Puppets
Nearly Lost You - Screaming Trees
No Excuses - Alice In Chains
Only A Memory - The Smithereens
Jerry Was a Race Car Driver - Primus
The Grudge - Tool
Queen Of Apology - The Sounds
Train In Vain - The Clash
Is She Weird - Pixies
Been A Son - Nirvana
Fight The Power - Public Enemy
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Vote for a picture, force a man to run a marathon
Here is the story.
Ashley likes to run marathons.
Ashley needs someone to run a marathon with her.
Gerber Generation Photo Search
Search and vote for Milan in San Diego and Adam's wife will force Adam to run a marathon with Ashley.
We are looking for at least twenty six votes in order to make this happen, so...
If you want to force Adam to run a marathon, please take the five minutes to make it happen.
(NB: I have no clue who Adam is nor do I know if this is unfair and may skew the results. I just think it is really funny.)
(Photograph via Ashley's Facebook)
Ashley likes to run marathons.
Ashley needs someone to run a marathon with her.
Gerber Generation Photo Search
Search and vote for Milan in San Diego and Adam's wife will force Adam to run a marathon with Ashley.
We are looking for at least twenty six votes in order to make this happen, so...
If you want to force Adam to run a marathon, please take the five minutes to make it happen.
(NB: I have no clue who Adam is nor do I know if this is unfair and may skew the results. I just think it is really funny.)
(Photograph via Ashley's Facebook)
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
And I go to the Pearl Street Diner
I will confess that I did not sleep well. Horribly, as a matter of issue, but that provided me with motivation that allowed me to have a productive morning.
I was able to get some chores done and I was showered and out of the house before 8.
And I needed breakfast.
So, last week the Pearl Street Diner opened up and I was looking forward to it. Diner food is one of my weaknesses. Not like Kryponite but more like I see it causing my eventual death, congealed fat oozing from my pores.
The Peal Street Diner may be the place that provides this fat.
First of all, the space is gorgeous. A small counter and eighteen to twenty tables with an open kitchen. The space looks (as well it should) brand spanking new.
Diners are not about the space though. They are about the food.
For the drink, coffee. Diner coffee is generally horrible and this was better than that, but it was not as good as three other places in rock throwing distance that serve coffee.
For the food, I wanted to try the Hungry Man. Double Meat, Double Eggs, Double Bread, Double Home Fries.
In a word, perfect.
The Home Fries were under seasoned but that may be a function of my palate. The bacon was soft and crisp, which is tough to pull off, and the sausages were wonderful. The eggs were cooked with simplicity and competence, and the toast, while underdone, was covered in a luscious amount of butter.
My server was friendly and attentive, though she did forget the Tabasco.
As of October 1st, the spot is going to be open all day Friday and Saturday (to feed the hungry hoards on Pearl Street), but for now, they are open Monday through Friday, 7 am until 3 am.
Coffee and the Hungry Man came to $8 and change and for diner food downtown, I heartily (heh!) recommend it.
I was able to get some chores done and I was showered and out of the house before 8.
And I needed breakfast.
So, last week the Pearl Street Diner opened up and I was looking forward to it. Diner food is one of my weaknesses. Not like Kryponite but more like I see it causing my eventual death, congealed fat oozing from my pores.
The Peal Street Diner may be the place that provides this fat.
First of all, the space is gorgeous. A small counter and eighteen to twenty tables with an open kitchen. The space looks (as well it should) brand spanking new.
Diners are not about the space though. They are about the food.
For the drink, coffee. Diner coffee is generally horrible and this was better than that, but it was not as good as three other places in rock throwing distance that serve coffee.
For the food, I wanted to try the Hungry Man. Double Meat, Double Eggs, Double Bread, Double Home Fries.
In a word, perfect.
The Home Fries were under seasoned but that may be a function of my palate. The bacon was soft and crisp, which is tough to pull off, and the sausages were wonderful. The eggs were cooked with simplicity and competence, and the toast, while underdone, was covered in a luscious amount of butter.
My server was friendly and attentive, though she did forget the Tabasco.
As of October 1st, the spot is going to be open all day Friday and Saturday (to feed the hungry hoards on Pearl Street), but for now, they are open Monday through Friday, 7 am until 3 am.
Coffee and the Hungry Man came to $8 and change and for diner food downtown, I heartily (heh!) recommend it.
Sunday, September 19, 2010
A Note from the Lionheart
Wednesday evening, JMFJT and I went to the Lionheart for a couple of drinks and to just chill out.
As we were sitting inside (the weather was crappy), I decided to put something on the jukebox.
"What did I put on?", you ask.
Deciding to be cheeky, I put on Cher's Half-Breed.
Proctor (the bartender and all around good guy) heard the music start and bellowed, "WHO THE F*** PUT THIS ON?"
He looked over and saw JMFJT and I laughing and then exclaimed, "YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, (REDACTED)?"
One of the reasons that this is funny, hilarious even, is that (REDACTED) loves music to an almost autistic level.
I am still chuckling about it.
Edit at 19:18 EDT:
JMFJT has indicated that (REDACTED) should be known as Boston henceforth.
She is also very angry that she has a conference call at 8 pm while the New York Football Giants are kicking off.
I believe that she should own it.
As we were sitting inside (the weather was crappy), I decided to put something on the jukebox.
"What did I put on?", you ask.
Deciding to be cheeky, I put on Cher's Half-Breed.
Proctor (the bartender and all around good guy) heard the music start and bellowed, "WHO THE F*** PUT THIS ON?"
He looked over and saw JMFJT and I laughing and then exclaimed, "YOU! WHO DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, (REDACTED)?"
One of the reasons that this is funny, hilarious even, is that (REDACTED) loves music to an almost autistic level.
I am still chuckling about it.
Edit at 19:18 EDT:
JMFJT has indicated that (REDACTED) should be known as Boston henceforth.
She is also very angry that she has a conference call at 8 pm while the New York Football Giants are kicking off.
I believe that she should own it.
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