I'm really getting into Death Cab for Cutie (or as my mother calls them, Bad Baby Caps - this from a woman who refers to Jane's Addiction as Alice's Revenge). They fulfill the inner angst I didn't feel enough as a teenager. Based on this logic, I guess I should revisit My So-Called Life, since I didn't like that back then, either.
By the way, NEVER get the Chinese at the food court in the mall on the promenade, unless you like chicken knees. Blech.
Listening to: Brendan Benson
Tonight: happy hour, then seeing a band in the southbay.
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Mmmm, chicken knees... aaalglghghghhglllgh
I'm making love to Steve Coogan right now.
Broc, it's nice to see that you and Steve found a way to split the coke AND the whores.
I would be interested to know what Sharon calls Alice in Chains (or, for that matter, Hootie and the Blowfish).
Knowing Sharon, she'd probably combine the two (ew, musically?) and label them "Chain Your Blowfish".
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