whole brevity thing
the dude abides (bryan jones)Archive for May, 2007
the man with one red shoe
It’s Wednesday, and my friends from Lost aren’t going to drop by for their weekly visit. I miss them already. They’ll be back this fall, I know, but tonight just won’t be the same.
Sounds pretty pitiful, huh. Nice. This week I’ve brought up my dependence on music, and now my addiction to a TV show. My kids will be so proud of their “Big Bad Dad.”
So without a fresh episode of Lost, how about a juicy conspiracy theory about the best show on television. (best show if you’re not counting Trick My Truck, The Real Deal, Flip This House: San Antonio, Best Week Ever, The Office or Project Runway) I… I… I have a problem.
I am out of words now.
high fidelity
I’ve been holdin’ out on this title, “ High Fidelity.” It’s just too good to waste on a lesser post. (as if this is Life-changing stuff that I write here … woo-hoo!) Never the less, I don’t want to disappoint you.
This is not a short and sweet top five list like the ones that made the movie connect so deeply with its audience. However it is about music, which is a need as basic to human existence as food and love… and SNL.
waterworld
Really? Waterworld on Bravo?
This mofo is on TV waaaaaaaay too much. Why? What’s the deal? I blame Dances With Wolves. He earned too much rope to hang himself with a series of chum.
It’s not that I am out of them, it’s just that I am truly at a loss for words.
sex lives and videotape
On the road again…. More comments from the 24-hour round trip / road trip .Every so often I’ll take a chance on a book that I have absolutely no clue about, and I am usually glad about it. On the crazy return to Mecca, I really enjoyed listening to The Sex Lives of Cannibals: Adrift in the Equatorial Pacific by J. Maarten Troos.
A little bit Lemony Snickett, and a little bit David Sedaris… How’s that for a cocktail?
If you have a vacation in your near future, and you need to people watch from 10,000 miles away, I give this a high recommendation.
Short and sweet, but I’m out of words now.
happy texas
Last weekend I went on a solo roadtrip to Kerrville, TX to celebrate my siter, Jessica’s, college graduation. For those of you trying to do the math, I’ll give you a hand. It’s a 12-hour drive from Little Rock to Kerrville.
(Happy Texas, it just makes my Texas heart happy)
(Sidebar – On the drive down, I got a call from work that we were announcing the acquisition of an Ad Agency in Dallas, and that we needed to add their contact information to our site. I pulled into a McDonald’s in Texarkana, whipped out the MacBook Pro, and made the change right there in front of a double-cheeseburger. wow. – end of Sidebar)
