My to do list today: go visit my great grandmother’s grave and then go place an accumulator bet at the Jockey Club on BVB v. FCB and DC United v. Portland Timbers. Half tempted to throw in an additional bet on the Asian Champions League Round of 16 second leg match, Guangzhou Evergrande v. Central Coast Mariners.
(I should clarify that I’m betting on FCB & Timbers wins and leaning towards a draw for Evergrande v. Mariners)
Aww, Tay.
“Colleen Green at Jackpot Records on Hawthorne. I was starstruck, even though there were about fifteen people. It was awkwardly quiet in there the whole time and when she asked for requests, I didn’t want the silence to continue, so I requested ‘Goldmine’.
She is the best.”
in-store Performance on Flickr.
Why the fuck did I pick Jake Muzzin over Slava Voynov for my fantasy hockey team for this year’s playoffs? Fuck me.
Signs that I’m old: I still don’t fully get how Tumblr works and I’m too busy/lazy to make animated gifs and carefully edited screencaps. Also, I have a hard deciding whether to post here, Google+ or Facebook.
Tuesday night
“By the time the lieutendant had at last drawn the sword across to the right side of his stomach, the blade was already cutting shallow and had revealed its naked tip, slippery with blood and grease. But, suddenly stricken by a fit of vomiting, the lieutendant cried out hoarsely. The vomiting made the fierce pain fiercer still, and the stomach, which had thus far remained firm and compact, now abruptly heaved, opening wide its wound, and the entrails burst through, as if the wound too were vomiting.”
Last night
“Get a little closer let fold
Cut open my sternum and pull
my little ribs around you
the lungs of me be crowns over you
get a little closer let fold
cut open my sternum and pull
my little ribs around you
the rungs of me be under under you”
On the tracks on Flickr.
