OK, OK, I know it's been awhile. My only excuse is that I was trying to get out of work as early as possible last week to drive to Boston for my mom's birthday, then the long weekend came. Anytime there's a long weekend, I'm in hell the next week trying to do five days worth of work in four. So sorry. I apologize. Don't hold it against me, but if you do, I'll make it up to you as best I can.
As I type this, I'm watching Kendrick Perkins have the game of his career, which is a very good and necessary thing. Let's hope it continues.
I don't have much to write about tonight, just wanted to say hello. Make sure to pick up Weekend Friday. It's our annual summer music preview, and there's a ton of stuff going on that you'll need to plan around. Cool?
What else? Well, I should remind you that Titles releases "Up With The Sun" Friday at Cafe Nine. I'll probably post about it again, and you'll read a whole lot about it Friday in Weekend, but it's important to mention here. This is one of, if not the best local record I've heard since moving here. And it will definitely end up on my top-20 of 2008 list come January.
That's it. Hope you had a nice day, and we'll talk tomorrow. I promise.
3 comments:
Pat ...
just wondering if you received the info packet I dropped off two weeks ago re: Surf Nite! ...?
bob d.
myspace.com/surfnight
surfnite@gmail.com
All is forgiven, especially after your video tribute to SATC. I believe your list of alternatives was pretty comprehensive, although I'd probably add having a cheese grater raked across my naked buttocks.
At lunch today, I had to listen to three female coworkers prattle on about this travesty (fortunately, I hadn't yet begun to eat). "Really?," I inquired. "What is it you're most looking forward to? The clothes you'll never be able to afford? The conversations you'll never have? Or paying $9.00 for admission followed by $22.50 for soda and popcorn, and $9.00 for the quarts of ice cream you'll buy on the way home?"
OK, I didn't say most of that, but I did think it. Then I imaginarily projectile vomited. None of which was as bad as having to see this movie.
To quote a great American, "Poop."
hey, bob,
got the package. thanks for dropping it off. i'll get more info in about the events soon, since all i used today was a blurb.
yes, i would rather a cheese grater on my butt too. i can't imagine anything i'd like less ...
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