January 2012
4 posts
September 2009
1 post
“I hope my husband loves me.”
– Kait Duffy
April 2009
1 post
live right now, and just be yourself....
…and don’t you worry what the bitter hearts are going to say.
somehow, Jimmy Eat World lyrics still get to me.
March 2009
25 posts
my first night as a full-time resident of...
drastically melodramatic. I never thought I’d miss Athens, or anyone there, especially this much. I didn’t realize that I had surrounded myself with such creative, intelligent, and witty people, and doubt that I ever would have realized that if I hadn’t (perhaps accidentally) moved away from it.
I guess that’s what I get for finally taking the time to appreciate people?
“You guys ready to fucking rock or what? Me and my bum are expecting it.”
– Tommy again. He paid to get the homeless man whom he employs to watch his car all day into the show, and he referred to his “colleague” possessively all night.
“HEY BRIAN, YOU FUCKING GETTING PSYCHED BITCH?”
– Tommy, the multi-millionaire and multi-wasted lawyer that was at our show in Baltimore. The courthouse was across the street from the bar the show was at, and Tommy was very excited that we were from Ohio as he went to Bowling Green for undergraduate. So he opened a tab for all of us to drink on,...
good beers.
Breckenridge 471 Small Batch Imperial IPA. 9.6% ABV.
I drank this at the Philadelphia equivalent of Jackie O’s, don’t know the name of the bar, and don’t know if I’ll ever drink this again. But it was literally the best beer I’ve EVER had. a $7.50 pint, and totally worth not eating for a couple of days just to drink this beast.
“Nothing says St. Patty’s Day like a little Wu Tang.”
– some crazy stoner we partied with on St. Patrick’s Day in Richmond, Virginia.
“I had a dream that I was eating cocaine potatoes.”
– Drew, bass player of The Heartland.
tour blog
SO…. this is day 2 of tour. I’m already sick of watching every crap-ass, acacia strain rip-off opening act. It’s personally offensive how bad every band is that plays these shows. On the upside, both nights so far have been really strong turnouts and cool people to hang out with. Last night was the “CD release party,” which was CD-free as the label owner failed to get...
“Water cups are not punk rock.”
– Pat Barrett. if you don’t know him, meet him, get urban, and keep your head on a swivel in the pit or he will knock you the FUCK out.
“You don’t sit like that unless you’re on drugs. Oh, hey- he’s...”
– This one came out of my mouth, while watching anime and drinking said michelob ultra. eeesh.
“What’s 100 times 12? twelve hundred?”
– The wasteoid kid we stayed with, mid-beer pong shot.
“dude, I have a fist full of pork.”
– Steve, again. the kids we stayed with tonight made a bunch of barbequed pulled pork.
“dude, I thought you were like, real smart or something?”
– Steve, drummer of the Heartland, after I locked the keys in the van. Day 2 of tour. off to a great start.
oh, by the way...
happy 311 day. I hope somebody today smoked weed and listened to Grassroots on repeat all day while I was at fucking fuck cock work.
petelarson:
POW!
my new band. hahaha
“MY DAD IS THE HEAD OF CANCER RESEARCH AT OSU”
– some random bro in front of courtside. tight
“Ugh, I have so many jewish girls texting me right now.”
– Stacy Goins
“I don’t understand why everyone else still has their pants on.”
– Adam Wills
