we'll ride across the country in boxcars and on trailer-beds.
lately, all i can think about is hawaii. mainly because i found out they are almost always looking for math teachers on the islands and i thought that they should look no further than me. so i applied for a teaching position in hawaii. if i get it, i hope the islands allow a lukemic cat. they should. he's like my son. my furry, three-legged son. with a really long tail.
saturday night i went to a bachelor party for a salesman at work. there were no strippers, but there was an open bar. which made the conversations throughout the night very interesting and amusing. at one point i was discussing mathematics and sociology with a guy who is a contractor but also holds a ph.d. in sociology. then the same guy was discussing theology and sociology and literature with nick and me, and while we were talking (and arguing; the guy was too drunk to listen, and we were a little too soused not to let it go) this kid zack came over and lit some farts on fire. then our discussion continued. it's like polar opposites of an inebriated evening. i dunno. i think zack would have done that sober, though. he's a moron.
i can't wait for chicago this weekend. pitchfork is gonna be totally groovy. after that, i have a show with my friend brian wheat which will kick some major ass. not too mention the bands that are coming to town soon (black heart procession, the violent femmes, silver mt. zion, do make say think, xiu xiu, etc.). but i won't mention them.
saturday night i went to a bachelor party for a salesman at work. there were no strippers, but there was an open bar. which made the conversations throughout the night very interesting and amusing. at one point i was discussing mathematics and sociology with a guy who is a contractor but also holds a ph.d. in sociology. then the same guy was discussing theology and sociology and literature with nick and me, and while we were talking (and arguing; the guy was too drunk to listen, and we were a little too soused not to let it go) this kid zack came over and lit some farts on fire. then our discussion continued. it's like polar opposites of an inebriated evening. i dunno. i think zack would have done that sober, though. he's a moron.
i can't wait for chicago this weekend. pitchfork is gonna be totally groovy. after that, i have a show with my friend brian wheat which will kick some major ass. not too mention the bands that are coming to town soon (black heart procession, the violent femmes, silver mt. zion, do make say think, xiu xiu, etc.). but i won't mention them.