I remember when I lost my mind. There was something so pleasant about that place.
Gnarls Barkley's "Crazy" is one of my favorite songs at the moment. I can listen to it repeatedly.
Last weekend was Memorial Day weekend. I had three days off (actually I had over a week off, but I'll explain in a bit). Saturday I took the morning train...to work from 9 to 5 and th- sorry. Took the train up north and spent the weekend with a couple of friends. Saw an awesome show about drinking, during which the audience (and the cast) drinks and plays drinking games. Learned something very important. Anytime you do one or more shots of tequila, you must shout "TELEMUNDO!!" Before the show, we ate at a nearby Thai place in which you would use Sriracha to douse the fire in your mouth.
There were other elements to the weekend as well. A mild sunburn, Once Bitten, all-day-cooked spaghetti sauce, and Night Court. Clams in a Scottish Hooters. Drunk guy who got fake names.
It was an excellent weekend, especially after a not-so-good week.
OH! Fire too. Sorry, Fiyeh! With a side of wine. And among good company.
Alright, so the reason I had over a week off is because I had another death in the family. This one was much more difficult, because of who it was. My mother, sister, niece, and I drove 16 hours to go to the visitation and funeral. This trip was one I don't want to repeat, but I did enjoy seeing family I rarely see. Anyway, we left Monday and got back Friday afternoon, and I got on the train Saturday morning and came back Monday night. Not hectic, just... paced.
So as I mentioned before, I like to make themed playlists sometimes. My first pertained to fire and burning. Burnin' For You, Burnin' Down the House, Fire It Up by Modest Mouse and This Fire by Franz Ferdinand, etc.. Finally I came up with an idea for a second playlist. Songs about watching or being watched. This spawned from a combination of listening to a Gotye song (I love his whole Making Mirrors album) and hearing people say that Sting is creepy, talking about how he will be watching you breathe, walk, etc. My voyeuristic playlist. Now, I just need my laptop to work again. Sigh.
Pirate out.
