my blog has been too interesting
Lately my blog has been too interesting, which really bores me. All these pictures of rock concerts and exotic dancers have really taken me far away from where I started.
So let's talk about rugs. Why do they buckle? We have a rug in our hallway that buckles, but it has padding under it -- shouldn't that keep it stable? What do I know?
Also, I've had very good luck parking lately. When Destroyer played the Elbo Room, I got a space just two doors down. Those of you who live in the Bay Area (particularly in the city) will certainly appreciate how much this means (right on Valencia for crying out loud!). Those of you who do not must understand that parking three blocks or less of a venue in the Mission District is a titanic achievement.
Sarah and I saw Maria Shriver (sp?) in our local deli. She doesn't look well. I wonder what she ate... probably some kind of infused pesto bean salad reduction for 9 dollars an ounce. At least that's what all the moms buy their little well-dressed kids named Ashton Wethercock III.
More later on the objectionable people who frequent our deli -- someday I fear I may become one of them, which is why I need to listen to "Breaking the Law" and "God Gave Rocknroll to You" at least four times a day.
So let's talk about rugs. Why do they buckle? We have a rug in our hallway that buckles, but it has padding under it -- shouldn't that keep it stable? What do I know?
Also, I've had very good luck parking lately. When Destroyer played the Elbo Room, I got a space just two doors down. Those of you who live in the Bay Area (particularly in the city) will certainly appreciate how much this means (right on Valencia for crying out loud!). Those of you who do not must understand that parking three blocks or less of a venue in the Mission District is a titanic achievement.
Sarah and I saw Maria Shriver (sp?) in our local deli. She doesn't look well. I wonder what she ate... probably some kind of infused pesto bean salad reduction for 9 dollars an ounce. At least that's what all the moms buy their little well-dressed kids named Ashton Wethercock III.
More later on the objectionable people who frequent our deli -- someday I fear I may become one of them, which is why I need to listen to "Breaking the Law" and "God Gave Rocknroll to You" at least four times a day.
posted by Mark Meritt at 10:16 AM
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