here comes the Thnikkaman!

sic
can we cast our shadows alone in the dark?

slander

My heroes of the moment:
Brittany B.
Karen Ohm
Josh Davis
Ben Gibbard
Corin Tucker
Conor Oberst
Conrad Keely
Tim Kasher
Elliott Smith
Emily Haines
Liam Lynch
Clair De Lune
James Mercer
Kevin Whelan
Sufjan Stevens

musical fodder

the white stripes
cursive
bright eyes
the blood brothers
the wrens
the unicorns
yeah yeah yeahs
the decemberists
sufjan stevens
the flaming lips
thursday
every time i die
muse
mindless self indulgence
menomena
minus the bear
john vanderslice
the mars volta
metric
the shins
...and you will know us by the trail of dead
sparta
model citizens

libel

Hyperkinetic!
Homestar Runner!
Kelsey Layne
No soup for you
Tiny Mix Tapes
Pitchfork Media
a softer world.
SomaFM
WMNF Tampa
Epitonic
NOT Milk
peta 2
Go Veg
Iams Cruelty
truth.
St. Petersburg Times
Story 1: The Festival
Story 2: Austin Sievers
Story 3: Andrew Coogan
Story 4: Michael Davidson
Story 5: Emily Brown

defamation

where's alex?

cell phone: (352) 425-1762
we're not sure where he is.
he left himself long ago.

victims

Saturday, March 13, 2004

speechless.

Wow.

And not a good wow at that.

I am speechless.

overthought at 1:42:01 PM by a hole in the world

Things that outrage me...

Of which there are several...

*The fact that I should check my e-mail more often
My inbox is over 50% full. I have 70-some odd messages in my inbox. I am obsessive compulsive and completely anal(-retentive, mind you) about organization. They don't mix.

*My first name
I have decided that I don't like my first name, handed down from "you know who" (also known as "here comes trouble" and "blatant liar"). I am going to get it changed if possible.

*My last name
I have also decided that my last name is utterly ridiculous. I figure, if my own mother can do it, I should be able to as well. The way things are going, I might just pull a "Jack White" and take my wife's name as my own. Which is what John Anthony Gillis did when he married Megan Martha White.

*Overprotective parent(s).. specifically my legal guardian
I needn't say more.

*People throwing various items at said legal guardian
Here's my story of the day:

I was riding my bike to Kristin's house and showing mom the way I would go (since she wanted to know how I was getting home). We got to her house, but alas, she was not home (even though she 1: knew I was coming by and 2: told me to be there between 12:30 and 5).

On the way back, however, a weird thing happened.

I had my head down, checking my tire, as I was walking my bike up the mountain that is Powell Avenue (the road that runs by Hernando High for anyone scoring at home).

All of a sudden, an orange (?) flings past me. And not even a whole orange at that, just a portion of the orange!

It didn't hit me, but it made me look up and at the car that had just driven past me.

I didn't think much of it until I got to a red light by the library, where mom finally caught up (I had gone ahead a good deal).

She said, "Did you get hit by that orange?"

I told her no, at which point she told me that she had been hit.

By a chicken bone.

An eaten one at that.

So a warning to all you Brooksvillains:

Someone is driving around town throwing various food items at citizens riding their bikes or otherwise commuting on the sidewalks.

You may be the next victim of a flying quarter-eaten banana or soaring half-eaten cheesecake.

overthought at 1:20:43 AM by a hole in the world