Copied from all kinds of people.
1. Copy and paste your friendslist behind a cut.
2. If you’ve friended multiple journals by the same person, delete all but the “main” one.
3. Bold the name of everyone you know or have met in “real life.”
4. Italicize the name of everyone you’ve spoken to on the phone.*
5. Underline the name of everyone you’ve chatted with online. (I’m assuming LJ doesn’t count, but anything else online does)
6. [Bracket] people you’ve known, online or off, for more than five years.
7. Turn family members red
8. Pass it on.
I’ve changed the music in here from classical to classic rock in the absence of my boss. Revved up like a deuce, another runner in the night It’s a strange shift, going from a porridge of uninteresting orchestral to being assaulted by middle-aged men singing about cars. I remember the first time I heard Marissa belting out her version of the lyrics in her kitchen, we were slicing cucumber for sandwiches, couldn’t have been more than thirteen years old. Wrapped up like a douche… When I turned to her and asked, “Mishka, do you know what you’re singing?” she turned to me with all the seriousness of a child and said, “Of course I do, it’s about cleaning up after sex.”
And lo, rock and roll took root.
This is the same girl who, a little bit later that summer, pulled me ecstatically into her livingroom to hear Peter Gabriel’s Sledgehammer on the radio. “Listen to this! It’s so dirty and it’s ON THE RADIO.”
I’m expecting people to begin showing up at my place for 7:30 onwards.
I’ve already had one person mistake for this for some “old friends” get together. It’s not. This is a Show Up Cause It’s Fun and maybe we get to meet someone new. Bring people, bring snacks, drinks, whatever you like. Andrew‘s bringing An Evening With Kevin Smith. Drugs & cigarettes will be asked to stay out on the porch.
Next Korean Movie Monday is going to be at my house.
The always brilliant tikiking has started a new arty comic blog called my_ugly_truth:
It’s really quite entertaining. As an aside, his stunningly adorable daughter has the same birthday as the my friend Larry does.
For those not in the know, Larry’s the brain behind Sinister Bedfellows:
Go give them both a one day belated happy birthday.
James Doohan, the man who played Scotty on Star Trek, died Wednesday.
It’s thirty-six years ago today that our species managed to touch booted foot to the moon. I remember framed newspaper articles on the walls of motels of that moment, the same picture of Armstrong next to the lander repeated in aged yellow in hundreds of small towns. I was never old enough to remember it, never could be, but that didn’t stop me from reading the words. “THIS DAY IS A MARKED DAY IN HUMAN HISTORY” Headlines all echoing each other, reverberating from dingy bar to dingy bar. One stool always patched with worn silver tape.
Let’s theme tonight’s party, shall we? People who arrive with tinfoil on their heads get extra style points.
Happy birthday Sarah. We love you.
the picture links to the SimNuke photopool.