How about I just stare blankly?
The man next to me is incapable of expressing joy or any other emotion. He is unflappably stoic. I want to stuff a cupcake down his pants.
Bat for Lashes killed it. Matt & Kim killed it again. The Dead Weather killed it, shot the witnesses, and looted the corpse.
Five guys with cowboy hats and guitars just transcended conventional space. They took me with them.
Begin day 2 of the high holidays. Discard last year’s idols. Have a $7 Heineken.
Also, @sixthburrito probably had something to do with it. He’s always telling stories of how to do deals. Omg yay.
If I disappear suddenly, it was “Seth.” We’re meeting at Safeway in Western Addition. #craigslist
+1 to @jonelvekrog for teaching me to play dirty. I just scored two VIP 3-day passes to Outside Lands for $350 ($850 below face value)!
Listening to The National. Excitement level rising. Today is the first of 3 days of music. Long live indie rock!
“Words, like glass, obscure when they do not aid vision.” Joseph Joubert
“Personas,” a critique of data mining: Enter your first & last name to find how the internet sees you. http://bit.ly/FGntz (via @halvorson)
You can’t make a web app without taking a few megs.
You can’t pound a pinot without downing a few dregs.
Who owns the bit.ly url http://bit.ly/desksurfing? We do! Because that’s how @sferik rolls. (with @kev_in and @jm3)
I refuse to wear the Winkers.
You can’t throw a rager without tapping a few kegs.
You can’t make a Broadway career without breaking a few legs.
Today I set a calendar reminder to “plow yr strawberries” in FarmVille at 5:30 pm. Berto sent me a goat. My farmer uncles would be proud.