"THE year is 1899, and a saucy con artist named Peaches O'Day is trying to sell the Brooklyn Bridge. She succeeds, too, passing it off to a gullible fellow who pays her $200 and receives a bill of sale reading, 'One bridge in good condition.' As punishment, she is run out of town, but she returns in triumph, disguised in a black wig as the French entertainer Mademoiselle Fifi, and goes on to be elected mayor of the city."
For You, Half Price
- adam
"From midnight tonight new licensing laws in England and Wales will allow for longer opening hours, and in some cases permit 24-hour drinking. Mark Oliver casts an eye over his pint at a controversial law change."
Yay bars open past 11pm!
- adam
Blah. I just spent over 12 hours on a train to get back to Virginia only to drive up to Trenton, NJ tomorrow morning at 9am. The train was so crowded that I slept in the lounge car and my headphone jack on my laptop is still busted and thus I can't watch the movies I forgot to bring. . . But hey, it's thanksgiving and at least a totally sweet meal is coming from all this. It's just that I was home two weeks ago for surgery anyway so all this travelling is kind of wearing on me.
Just being back in DC for a few minutes made me hella happy. It suddenly struck me how odd looking people in the mid-west are. There's just an inherent stylistic profesionalism of attire in north-east cities that can't be found in Cleveland, Ohio. Plus, there are far fewer fatties.
- adam
Ugh. I'm really tired of putting energy and money into setting up IFS events and have tiny turnouts. It's FREE, the least you could do is stop by for 5 minutes and see if you like what's happening on the screen. I'm especially tired of personally asking people to come well in advance of the actual event and them simply ignoring my requests. It's not as if I'm asking you to do anything but sit in a chair and watch a screen.
It just seems like people can't be bothered with anything but school and hanging out with their friends these days. Maybe I should just stop wasting my time/energy/money, since I can't even convince my closest friends that it's worth it. It's not even that I'm more upset than I am disappointed. Not many people seem to understand why I feel this way, but I guess that's b/c very few of my friends actually produce anything. And that's the ultimate irony, all we do is watch movies anyway.
This is really sad.
- adam
It's been a few days since the last post. Needless to say, things have been fairly busy.
Friday was the Keep haloween party, which was pretty amusing despite the broken tap which prevented any reasonable amount of beer from being served until well into the night. Somehow I got doped into being one of the guys to carry the two full kegs out and put them into the "bartender's" car, drive with them to the 'Sco and use their taps to put the keg beer into large plastics buckets which were then ferried back to the party. After this whole excursion, I wasn't even allowed to drink the beer b/c the dumbass bartender who I did a favor for wouldn't allow me to drink as I'm not 21.
Sunday I made a trip with Dave, Maggie and Lydia to Cleveland and hit up the record store where I found a whole bunch of Motown 45s and a Small Faces LP. After that we bumrushed the thrift store, as it was closing in 10 minutes, and I was able to snag a pretty sweet green sweater vest.
Other recent acquisitions of mine include:
1. "The In Crowd: The Ultimate Mod Collection 1958-1967." 100 tracks on 4 discs. It's as if I did two months worth of singles searching in one fell swoop. Pretty fucking spectacular.
2. The Complete New Yorker. 8 discs of every archived issued of The New Yorker from 1925-2005, plus yearly updates. I love the discount I get from my job at the Oberlin Bookstore.
As for more recent ongoing, everyone decided to be lame tonight and do work as opposed to hanging out or going to QBs. I don't know how many times I have to explain this to people, THE DAYTIME IS FOR GETTING SHIT DONE. Nightime is there for a reason, partying.
- adam
Good morning heartache
You old gloomy sight
Good morning heartache
Thought we said goodbye last night
I turned and tossed until it seems you heve gone
But here you are with the dawn
Wish I forget you, but you’re here to stay
It seems I met you
When my love went away
Now everyday I stop I’m saying to you
Good morning heartache what’s new
Stop haunting me now
Can’t shake you nohow
Just leave me alone
I’ve got those monday blues
Straight to sunday blues
Good morning heartache
Here we go again
Good morning heartache
You’re the one
Who knows me well
Might as well get use to you hanging around
Good morning heartache
Sit down
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