i came down from the bathroom saturday morning. as i was descending the stairs, i saw this creature flailing in the corner of the room:


the cat kept jumping up and swooping the bird into his paws. i called my roommates and got the boys and asked what to do and they said to kill it but i couldn't touch it much less kill it. then my girl roommate came in and i told her what was happening and showed her the drop of bird blood on the floor. she shooed him out with an old t-shirt. he sat on the front porch stunned for a little while, so we made him a a little nest in a box with a towel and newspaper and some bread and water. he was still out there when we went to check on him. deysha ruffled the papers and bird flew out into the trees. later that night...

the same roommate performed a sort of spell in the living room and burned incense and shook it around and turned nine times counterclockwise in the bird corner and freaked me out. i prayed to god to ignore that if she just did voodoo and please not to strike me down.

then today woke up and made cds for my first bartending shift ever and i took a shower and got dressed and jumped on my bike to get to work. i am running behind so i book it to make all the lights and get up the hills and play chase with this guy through adam's morgan and coast up the hill just past 18th on columbia. i am in the middle lane when all of a sudden this

starts sliding into my lane a few feet ahead of me and i shout and speed up and get around him quickly but he's still behind me and he doesn't stop and


luckily i wasn't hurt. i jumped up and got my bike out of the way. i made sure it wasn't really broken. got the guy's information and made it to work with a kind escort (the one i played chase with) right on time. i took ibuprofen and drank some water and caught my breath. called a few people. then i opened the movie theatre and set up the bar for my first night


that went well. all my friends came out to support me and i knew how to do just about everything. i had to ask about a tequila sunrise though. my girl roommate was my barback which was awesome but weird because we are both normally barbacks and the dynaminc was different. however, she told me that the incense and turning was to undo the bad omen i had intercepted the other morning. it was pretty amazing that i didnt get hurt at all during the crash so i was grateful for her looking out. but then during the evening i felt where i had busted my lip earlier start to swell with this little bump. it grew and grew


and it is still growing.

i wonder what will happen tomorrow.

So many of us have done it that it's almost cliche, but here is my last post. I just don't think I belong here, anymore -- not that I ever contributed much to begin with -- but it's time for me to stop hanging round here. Sorry, killoggs, but it's just the way it's got to be -- I'm a loner, a rebel. I leave you with the lyrics of "How Can We Be Against Each Other" by Gui Kirsch (my 8-yr-old nephew). If only I had the ability to make a live recording to put it in the MP3 section. At least the lyrics are moving enough without the compelling piano melody. So long.

How can we be against each other
I hate to do it
You're the only one who makes it correct
Because that happened
I can no longer live
Our parents on a trip
Just you and me
How can we be against each other
If it was may times
I could just say it the incorrect way
It was just you and me
How could it be so fun
If it was you and me
It would be going wrong
It would be you and me
How could we do it
Our parents wouldn't like that
Cause they just came from a trip
It's just me and you
I'm going to turn into a spy
And since I gotta turn into a spy
I'll just end up in the sky
My dreams never come true
If it was just for you
How many people come from time
It would be much more peaceful
Just me and you together...

Is it wrong to want to walk away
When every day of your life looks like today
And today looks like a rotting, lifeless gray?

I don't know where things went wrong with me...
But I feel like I've become a timid shadow of the person I've always wanted to be.
And I've been thinking about my past today...
Thinking of all those times I was afraid...
And all those times that I felt worthless and ashamed.

I know, I thought I was strong, I said I'd never change...
But this burning house has left an empty frame...
And no longer can I decay..
No longer can I keep my heart locked away.

Have you ever felt like you are wasting your whole life searching for something you can't find?
There's been so much talk of so many slashed up wrists...
But we're too young to be dwelling on thoughts like this.

So scrape your heart up from the bottom of the barrel,
Keep your faith on the path that's growing narrow.
Kill the doubt,
Inside your head.
We overcome.
We push ahead.

So scrape your heart up from the bottom of the barrel,
Keep your faith on the path that's growing narrow.
Kill the doubt,
Inside your head.
We overcome.
We push ahead.-First & Ellen, Modern Life Is War

So Thursday the servers were hacked, which interfered with my plans to go to Emissions fest this weekend with Sonny & the Hidden Hand. I spent many late night hours getting the server stuff worked out and emailing customers.

Friday night, I went over to Crystal and Laura's and had mojetas with them and Cricket. We watched the Corn on Macabre DVD and Dave Chapelle and some other videos. It was fun and the mojetas were good and I got to play with doggies.

Saturday, I did some more server stuff and then Allen and Rebecca came over. We grabbed Ben and ate at Chipotle, and talked about ideas and fun thing and about record reviews and people we know. After, Allen and Rebecca invited me to hang out at Kenny & Kevin's place. Kenny had asked jokingly for us to bring him weed so we made him weed out of oregeno, bay leaves and parsley. When we got there I gave it to him, and he was super thankful, but after I left the room he was all like, "man, it's nice of him but this is totally schwag weed". All of us were laughing our asses off as he got his pipe and was going to smoke it, but he realized at the last possible second that it was fake.

Hysterical.

So I stayed over there for awhile, then came home and bro'd down here. It seems like I did some other stuff, but maybe not.

Sunday, I went and saw Super Size Me. It was entertaining, but not revelatory. A good watch, though. Me and my friend Meredith ate Chinese after and I headed home. Bruce was over here, discussing album cover design with Ben, and then Kenny and Kev came over and we talked about poster design and the validity of porn. I headed to DC to go see Cricket on her first night of bartending. Ben and Bruce met me there. We drove home and raced Cricket and Daysha. Ben and I brainstormed killoggs ideas.

Now I'm here. I'm gonna clean, get all my orders packaged, and also get records to send to press. And hopefully hang out with Kara some, I hear she's coming over...

testing testing 1.2.3.
What is the world coming to? I got a head? I will shortly be looking for the other three horsemen of the Apocalypse.

Thanks, you guys ... I can't promise you won't regret it, but I won't flame the place or make insane demands about cephalopod heads or anything.

YAY!