Non-Sequiturs

Yesterday was my 41st birthday; not exactly a monumental number. I still don't really think of myself of being in my 40s. Aside from some creaks and pops in my joints, I am in pretty good shape thankfully. Didn't do anything major for my birthday, but Kurt did cook me a wonderful steak dinner and bought a sinfully good Hershey chocolate pie. I about threw up from eating so much.

Has been a nice birthday week. Got to see one of my favorite electronic acts, Baths, at the Masquerade on Monday.

Aside from some horrible sound problems that were the venue's problem not his, he put on a really fun show. He has some amazing energy and is a really sweetheart. Got to meet him briefly while his opening band Braids played. Braids played a short set, but it was nice enough. I am not a huge fan of their debut album, but I actually enjoyed them more live.

I could understand why Michael Jackson did odd things; having that much money and worldwide fame, being able to get almost anything you wanted, I'm sure it was easy to slip into a mindset that you were somewhat above it all. But Lindsey Lohan? She is at best a B grade actress; how on earth does she keep doing all these common-senseless things? Like showing up to a court date dressed like this:

What a complete and utter idiot. Please go away and leave us all alone.

Lyrics Rattling Around My Brain

"Night and day
I dream of making love to you now, baby
Love making on screen
Impossible dream
And I have seen the sun rise over the river
The freeway reminded of
This mess we're in"

PJ Harvey with Thom Yorke
"This Mess We're In"

"Throw your fucking sets up
Know how we start, come catch up
Ain't nobody fucking with this I bet yah
And my age you should name on the check up
Bang, while you wait, it all goes down
Swipe through the city, that I call my town
And if you fucking up, damn right you a clown
Ain't bangin high, don't make no sound
Episodes of the violence bang
Shots go hard, make your brain cells ring
Floating with the stars in the city of the caine"

Rye Rye
"Bang"

"She come in alone
A firestorm
Waitin' on a spark
Leaving me alone she feels it after dark
Keep it down boys
The fire inside
Figure it out sort it out
Your foot in the mouth"

Gayngs
"The Gaudy Side of Town"

Appealing Things

Rye Rye's mixtape
Snow in Atlanta that doesn't slick or ice up the roads
Meeting Will Wiesenfeld of Baths
A wonderful birthday meal made by Kurt
Hershey chocolate pie
Baths' Pop Songs/False B-Sides for only $5
J-Lo on American Idol; I'm sorry but she looks fantastic

Annoying Things

The fact that it was freezing at The Masquerade Monday night; brrrrrr
Druggie stoner kids who bring those stupid day-glow balls to concerts and twirl them around making a nuisance of themselves
Fabio being kicked off Top Chef Allstars