Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Slab Rat

This week I'm selling my health for medical research. And what is my health worth, you might ask? This time around, 1700 smackaroos-- two stays of four nights each, which isn't so bad when you consider the free food*, bedside cable television, and unlimited internet access... It's almost like a quick stay at a low-end resort, the kind of resort where they stick blood-draw catheters in your arm, bundle you in group dorms with hardened criminals, and impose a strict LIGHTS OUT policy every night at 11.

*A quick note on the aforementioned "free food": we're testing an experimental diabetes pill. Since none of us in the control group actually HAVE diabetes, and forcibly infecting us with diabetes would be somewhat unethical, they're making us to eat hospital-style junk food to compensate. In the words of our study director, "Take my word for it. I'm not gonna lie to you. It's a whole lot of mayonnaise." Anyone who knows my feelings towards mayonnaise (ugh) will understand that I'm REALLY earning that check this time around.

I picked up this record recently and it is the OPPOSITE of mayonnaise. Two things I love combined in one complete toothpaste. Ladies and germs, I give you HUGO MONTENEGRO covering NEIL DIAMOND:

Some one was reading my mind.

PS: Curvacia recently picked up a USB turntable for our mutual birthdays-- expect a FLOOD of esoteric thrift-store weirdness to be heading your way in the coming weeks!

Tuesday, March 16, 2010

Someone threw a party, someone threw a FIT!

For my birthday, I want to gain residence in a world that is a cross between THIS:


Now... who's gonna make that happen for me?

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Checking in

I walk. I breathe. I live! And here's the proof:


This is my suit for tonight's gig with Kid Congo Powers. It was kindly donated to me by the brain trust at our local Social Service League thrift store. Curvacia and I should get their logo tattooed on our bodies in some visible location-- they've contributed so much to the look of our band and our movie that they might as well be a sponsor.

Life is hectic. A month away from the blog has given me some time to sort through my projects. I'll be back on a regular basis within the next week or so, provided some asshole customer doesn't shut my big mouth for me during my St. Patrick's bartending shift. Until then, here's a movie for the weekend:

EDIT: It was AWESOME. Not only one of the best shows we've ever played, but one of the best shows I've ever SEEN. If you haven't made time to check out the Pink Monkey Birds, pencil it into your day planner for YESTERDAY. Seriously-- Kid Congo is a consummate showman and a perfect gentleman through and through. I wish his band would play in town every night, it was that good.

Also, I took my cut of the money to the antique mall this afternoon and scored a copy of GOD BLESS TINY TIM on vinyl. Does life get any better than this?