Friday, March 27, 2009


For some reason I’m really digging this book of complied Nick Hornby columns from The Believer. I guess it’s kinda weird to be reading a guy’s reviews on books that I mostly haven’t read – but interesting none the less.

In honor of Bracketology season, he compared literature to a Cultural Fantasy Boxing League.

Hornby says:
"Go on, try it. “The Magic Flute” vs. Middlemarch? Middlemarch in six. “The Last Supper” vs. Crime and Punishment? Fyodor on points. See? I mean, I don’t know how scientific this is, but it feels like the novels are walking it. You might get the occasional exception – “Blonde on Blonde” might mash up The Old Curiosity Shop, say, and I wouldn’t give much for Pale Fire’s chances against Citizen Kane. And every now and again you’d get a shock, because that happens in sport, so Back to the Future III might land a lucky punch on Rabbit, Run; but I’m still backing literature twenty-nine times out of thirty. "

But, one month later he changes his tune….
"So, there we are. Books: pretty good, but not as good as other stuff, like goals, or bootlegs. "

So, there we are. Book are infact pretty rad but lots of things beat them.

Like, gratutious Jordan Farmar sizzle reels

And Replacements' cover songs.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009


Quote(s) of the week from SXSW:

"I've worked at a club for 15 years. The Who could be playing the Triple Rock and I'd still be upstairs smoking butts and looking at Suicide Girls." - Patty, D4

"Which bottle of Jameson do you want?... The 1 liter or 1.75 liter 'hopeless romantic' sized one?" -Ed Hewitt

Monday, March 16, 2009

Re: #86

Oooh, and here's another good one from the archive...

PG: i should marry luke walton
KB: can farmar be the groomsman to my bridesmaid?
PG: obviously
PG: well, technically he would have to be the best man... or you can take a demotion to match up with him
KB: he doesnt have to hold my arm down the aisle as long as he holds the key to my hotel room
KB: i mean, uhhhh...

[circa February 20, 2009]


A typical afternoon conversation...

PG: someone beat you to it...
KB: oh man... "yeah, i saw it"
KB: if it was me, he'd be like "yeah, i hit it"
PG: haha
KB: file this one under: why i don't have a boyfriend
PG: that file would be really large... for the both of us!

Sunday, March 15, 2009


Remember when I trekked to Houston and the West Side Highway like a handful of times to do this?....  Yea, me neither.

FINALLY went to play field hockey again today and already feeling the burn.  This is what I get though for choosing cold frosty beverages, hot wings, and watched televised displays of men in spandex (and more recently, mesh) get all up on each other over physical activity for the past six months.

I wish my bed was a little higher off the ground because I'm going to need a rolling start to get out of it in the morning.  Awesome.

Debating whether or not to fill out an NCAA (formerly NAACP, whoops!) bracket.  I'm really terrible at things like that and I know I will have Maryland advancing to a ridiculously unreasonable round in the hopes that I'll get to cheer for them longer.  But damn, I do reeeeeally want a virtual trophy for my Yahoo! Fantasy Sports profile... and more and more it looks like the WereNot(James)Worthy's are going to shit the bed all the way into 8th place.


Saturday, March 14, 2009


While I was super stoked on Wednesday night to watch (and hear!) the Lakers v. Rockets game at Standings, I was a little bummed that we didn't get the audio on the obvious trash talk between KB24 and Ron Artest.

With my main mic'd man Lamar Odom out of the game, it seemed that the likelihood for aural pleasure was not good...

Kobe and Artest: The 'Lost' Trash Talk from The Basketball Jones on Vimeo.

"Paperclips!  Sundials!.... Hey, nice shot."

If there was some sort of 'Mic'd Up' NBA League Pass, I would totally subscribe.  No questions asked.

Re: #83


Getting TSwift pre-sale tickets on Wednesday, fail.
Getting TSwift tickets this morning at regular on-sale, fail.

Oh, I will find a way to get them (don't you worry, Carly!) but  I was just really hoping I wouldn't have to call in any favors on this one.

I woke up at 9:30am, logged onto Ticketmaster website at 9:45 and patiently refreshed my browser until 10.  When the 'more info' link changed to 'find tickets' I immediately clicked it and attempted to purchase 2 tickets from the 'best available' pull down menu.  I then immediately got the 'we're sorry but...' page... at 10:01.  WTF?!  Repeat steps 2-5 over and over until 10:20.

Ugh, what a shitty start to the weekend.

Making myself feel temporarily better by watching the TSwfit youtube channel...

...before, you know, moving onto something to better. 

Converge, WIN.
At The Gates, WIN.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009


I spent the better part of my morning losing my mind over the McSweeney's sale.  Seriously.  Got 11 books for $56 (and that's including shipping!).  For those who care, I picked up McSweeneys Quarterly Concern issues 13 through 18 and 23, two collections of columns by Nick Hornby, 'Maps and Legends' by the same guy who wrote The Adventures of Kavalier and Clay and a book that is CLEARLY a must-have called "All Known Metal Bands".

Taylor Swift wins the award for worst admat ever... but I will be logged in at 10am sharp EST tomorrow morning buying a pair of pre-sale tickets to this.  Show's not until August 27th but that just gives me plenty of time to get fuckin' stoked!

SXSW is just around the corner!  I'm pretty excited about the discontinuation of Sparks.  I don't think my heart/liver/other internal organs could handle another Sparks open bar music industry douche bag event.   If you'll be in Austin, come visit me at The Souls/D4/DH show.  The bands promise to slay.... and you'll help fight breast cancer too!

Aaaaaand Fringe, where the hell have you been?  I miss Walter Bishop and the Lance Reddick face.  Please return to my Tuesday nights to be enjoyed later via DVR....ASAP!

Monday, March 2, 2009


If you're not one of the 3.8 million people who've already watched this... then do so now.

The kids in VersaEmerge had the good fortune of meeting Sammy Stephens face to face a couple days ago. Fun ensues.