Yahoo?

I checked our site meter and some of those searches are pretty great. It appears that Yahoo's search engine includes blogs and people who want to look for "What did women in Miami Vice dress like?"

Simmons' draft diary if you didn't get to it yesterday. It includes some Stephen A classics.

I might try and check out this record store this weekend.

I miss Yahoo Serious.

And with a Simple Twist...

...of an actual hot water knob, I have shaved minutes off my morning routine. What a delightful luxury.

"And while the true grail will give you life, the false grail will take it from you. Milwakee Bucks, you have chosen....poorly." The sickening thing is that he is the first college player to be taken #1 in 5 years. Oh, nevermind, I hate basketball, thank god Bill Simmons makes it funny.

Huzzah Dischord.

Brian Roberts: woot.

Burnt Sienna

I theorize that Burnt Sienna may have been the first color/name combination that has now led Crayola/Home Depot et al to have a "creative" "new" name for every shade of green. Sea lime, motherf-er? Remember that early 80s quick documentary on making crayons? With Joe Jackson as the soundtrack? That was great. Crayon sharpeners are stupid.

This guy is bitter, but he makes a pretty good case. I like those songs - doesn't everybody? - so I guess that's what makes them weak DJ choices. As for the pitchfork-watching, guilty as charged.

Walken is Han Solo

Wooly Mammouth plays tonight. I wonder what their policy on rain-outs is. The Evens are on Thursday, I'll bring my autograph book.

Someone on 9:30 knew what other bands some of the Run for Cover people were in. You can tell pitchfork what's wrong with them.

Insane

Red Sox beating Phillies, Braves beating Orioles, this isn't gonna be good for anyone.

Spent my last dime at the Pharmacists show

I'm sick of saying Ted Leo. I don't want to refer to him as Ted, as we're not on a first name basis, and Leo sounds... clinical. Ted Leo sounds fanboy-ish, or like some friend in high school who everyone refers to by their full name. Like, oh, JohnDougherty. There's not even another John to be confused with. And "/Rx"... how do you pronounce that?

Whatever, it was yet another enjoyable show - wish it had been longer. There's some good pictures out there if one Technoratis "Ted Leo"; it image-searches now as well.

Hey, how about airing our grievances to Rock Creek Mgmt. today? Or sit around and wait for the mail.

No Blogs Allowed...

Or, please clean up after your blog. I'd like to start a Portuguese Water Blog.

The definitive take on the last game of the NBA season. Basketball started when, Halloween? Now it's over.

Here's that Ted Leo link I had mentioned.

Please post the Russian Punchout site - if I practice real hard, maybe I can play Run for Cover as the Super Macho Band.

You're Gonna Love Our Eggs

Ha ha, they have to beep out bollocks. Ha ha. When are these guys getting back together.

I bought tickets for Saturday. The Shins are the opener for the White Stripes but it's still Merriweather, and a Tuesday and probably expensive.

Winner in the best name and title combination: This Guy

I can't wait to get our GQ and read more about Saddam & Cheetos. Iraq's new Minister of Cheezy Delights.

Water Dog

Lemonface. This is the show on Saturday. Could be fun/funny. Ted Leo on thursday anyway. Woot.

The odd Liev Schreiber activity that I couldn't think of is that he is directing Everything is Illuminated. I think he and Alan Alda are doing an acclaimed "Glengarry Glen Ross" in New York, but I'd rather see Mamet's "Wicket".

Norm Chad. I also wanted to gently remind you that the NBA playoffs are STILL GOING ON and Robert Horry is STILL PLAYING.

My Kind of Party

"Two drained bottles of champagne sat atop a cart as Journey's "Don't Stop Believin'" blasted through the clubhouse speakers."

Sounds like this weekend to me. I'll get the cold duck if you get the Journey CD. And clubhouse speakers.

That's Kevin Millwood's 100th victory party. Woohoo.

Aristocrats etc. are sold out, so I guess Chris'll have to go begging. Maybe it'll work out.

4:45 a.m.

What the hell was that? I assumed Courtney (6:30 a.m. flight), but she said she was asleep at the time. My guess is either Noonan or Dawson. Unfortunately, I picked it up before they could leave a message, or sing the national anthem.

Chris called last night and invited me to go see Tej at Irving Plaza (NYC) Sunday the 26th. I just may.

Slim

"Sack of monkeys in my pocket,
my sister's ready to go.
Idiot control now..."

We're getting Bethesdaficafied.

And that's a fact....Jack

I have already seen two hilarious things today:
1) Man wearing Members Only jacket. Wow. It's gonna be 94 today according to our Silver Spring neighbors, this thing transcends all seasons. I have now seen someone wearing one in the snow and knee deep in summer humidity. What a cool club.
2) Oh, and some guy tripped then looked back, saw there was nothing on the ground then pointed at it. I'm pretty sure there's a Seinfeld stand-up bit on that but it's still damn funny.

Eddie Murphy said it best in Raw in 1987: "That Michael Jackson's a special kinda guy. He's good, clean, and wholesome." And what's up with his dad, Joe Jackson, err Joe Jackson, i mean Joe Jackson. Wow, if you have that name you must be real real ugly. Incidentally, this is still the greatest song ever, it's been all downhill from there.

All is well in baseball again. For a day there the Expos had a better record than the Orioles. The Phillies have won 6 straight? They're in a weak division and can probably just coast for the rest of the year.

Los Simpson

Ok, so Homero is a funny name, but more importantly what do they do about Bumblebee Man?

Someone asked Dirda about book-related blogs yesterday, if I had been reading it live I would have referred him to ours or at least the guy who uses us as a source.

I don't know about the Nick Hornby thing, as of now, I'm not plannin' on it.

I'm gonna buy my Silverdocs tickets today, for Aristocrats, 930 and Comedians of Comedy because it sure sucks to have money and I should spend all that I get immediately. And I goooo with the flow.....whoa-oh-oh-whoa-whoa.

Glad Silverchair made the cut...

There is no reason for that 90's set to be 7 discs. There is some horrible horrible horrible junk on there and no Nirvana or Pearl Jam, I guess I'm saying boo-urns. If I grew a beard and wore sandals I would call myself Jesus Jones......or Bono.

It's not the time to ossify.

The Onion knows that NBA basketball sucks.

I guess we should buy silverdocs tickets in the next few days. Since I'm guessing neither of us have the dough to cover tickets for both of us, we should just decide what we definitely want to see and go on the interwebsite and buy them individually. I know that I want to see: The Comedians of Comedy, The Aristocrats, and 930 F St. I'd like to see You're Gonna Miss Me too, but I think that might be a "day-of" decision. Your thoughts?

A damn shame.

2 Nice Guys

I'm gonna try and pick up Ted Leo tickets today after work at the club. I'm guessing I should get one for you. Also, tickets for Devo are $55. Dumb.

Nick Hornby is gonna be at Olsson's in Arlington on Thursday. I'm game.

The "Dude"

If you haven't read about the T-bolts or Paul Giamatti check out the last two posts from Friday.

The NL East is crazy and kooky. I think they just shake the teams up in a hat every month to decide what order they'll go in. I'm sure it helps that they're all within a game and a half of each other.

Poor Goulet: "It was not a healthy year, though, for musical revivals. The Tony for the mediocre remounting of 'La Cage aux Folles' illustrated the paucity of strong entries." 'Welcome to my Space' - that kills me.

Crappity, crap, crap, crap. You're lucky the Eagles don't have any problems....oh wait. I think Norm Chad is writing Kornheiser's columns, and has just started submitting them both to the Post on the same day.

I leave you with this excerpt from Booth Tarkington's 1918 Pulitzer Prize winning novel, The Magnificent Ambersons:
"In the early 'eighties, while bangs and bustles are having thier way with women, that variation of dandy known as the 'dude' was invented: he wore trousers as tight as stockings, dagger-pointed shoes, a spoon 'Derby,' a single-breasted coat called a 'Chesterfield," with short flaring skirts, a tourturing cylindrical collar, laundered to a polish and three inches high, while his other neckgear might be a heavy, puffed cravat or a tiny bow fit for a doll's braid."
It's gonna be a fun book.

These are our Jaguarundis

The Wilboyz are in the Netflix queue waiting to pounce. Season 1 is primed at slots 5 & 6, while Season 2 waits patiently at spots 9 & 10. Yeah Dude.

Jack White is an odd duck, with scary facial hair.

Wanna go to a concert....in France?

I always liked George Mikan, in many ways he paved the way for other basketball players wearing glasses like Kurt Rambis and dim-witted 80's college guys who dress up like Kurt Rambis.

Network TV = Not good

I think I'm hungover from watching "Dance with the Stars." I'm at least ashamed.

Shakespearein'. I'm excited. I sure hope I still live here then.

In today's Strummer news, Astralwerks is releasing some stuff. The Linda Perry piece is funny jsut for the sheer 14-year old sellout disbelief.

The Washington Post is so awesome. But it's over-the-top Mark Felt coverage is not awesome.

I enjoy listening to these guys. Hey, what if the Decemberists and Danzig hung out? That also looks like a great website. I think I started it at 14.

Live the Dream

Pitchfork makes fun of Philadelphia, but not Bob Geldof's creepiness. I think we all know why he announced the concert on a Tuesday. But lets get back to the matter at hand: Will Smith, Bon Jovi, Stevie Wonder, Rob Thomas, Maroon 5, Jay-Z, Puff Daddy (no Diddy?), Dave Matthews, Sarah McLaughlin and 50 Cent! What an all-star jam, I am sooooo there.

You can read the Trader Joe's old timey Flyer here as a pdf.

For whatever reason I recently remembered the Hanna Barbara Danger Mouse equivalent, Secret Squirrel and Morocco Mole. You can also, "Live the Dream".