[Alex just posted, btw, folks. He doesn't like it when I post-post him, so keep scrolling down and everyone will be happy]

I keep thinking I‘m going to write one of these, but then I get distracted by little things like getting up before 5AM, two consecutive weekends of non-stop music, moving a god-awful large bed, inexplicably finding myself in an outlet mall, and grillbeasts. I’m probably forgetting a few things. I’ll get back to them… or I will brush over them, as they are not entertaining and/or make me look lazier. Anyway…

I guess this is simultaneously a Facebook note, because the internet is now a race between Facebook and Google to combine all features of the internet into one stalkeriffic blob. Also, this means I have subsumed Alex’s identity into mine for Facebook purposes. He is my son, after all [/in-joke from 3 years ago]. In retrospect, the decision to import this blog may be silly, what with it being linked to in my profile. Bah. The blog is clearly the superior experience, what with its links and soothing blue color scheme. Also it is slightly faster.

Let the bullet points begin!
*King-Kong vs. Godzilla is not as good a movie as you would think. Snakes on a Plane is as good a movie as you would think, and most likely better.

*Sometimes, you just have to break down and buy the pants.

*Driving around Chicago aimlessly at night, despite the effectiveness of grid system for keeping one’s bearings, is not a good way to find anything to do. This city needs to stay open later, or I need to be 21.

*Why on earth would anyone think it was a good idea to replace a ceiling-fan blade with a blade that was much larger and heavier than its neighbors? Answer: in hopes of killing the next person to turn the fan on.

*If you have not already seen the following bands live, do so at your earliest opportunity: The Go! Team, The Hold Steady. I cannot emphasize this enough. Especially the Go! Team. and especially The Hold Steady.

*Ted Leo has regained his passion for the music, but has lost a lot of blood (See D3 for photographic evidence)

*There are certain people whom, through no real fault of their own, I will have no choice to vomit on when I meet them – Well, not necessarily on, but in their vicinity – on account of certain disturbing episodes I know about. It will most likely go something like “Hi! Nice to meet you! I’ve heard so much about y – Oh God my eyes BLAAUHLGHCHL!”… And that’s all I want to say about that.