SORRY

I will be back this weekend. I've been in Texas. I can only imagine how devastating its been to have no new posts. 

Try listening to this song once

Collector's Edition

I was up in the Adirondacks this weekend and noticed a collector's edition of Jenga sitting by the game area. This made me start thinking about "Colletcor's Editions" what is the the deal? Like, here is some random crap but you know what? Now we're going to put this crap in a very special package so you can collect it. Hey, thanks. I wanted to play Jenga, but I wanted to play Jenga with John Deere stamped all over it. Why? Because I'm a Jenga collector and I don't fuck around with packaging.

Collecting is sort of weird to begin with. When I still played with barbies in like 9th grade, I'd always say, "I just collect the special edition barbies." What? NO. I played with Barbies, all of the Barbies. I would buy the ones in the special boxes to keep up the facade, and then I would take them out of their box and create lots of scenarios and change their clothes.

It's Friday, thank god

PIAMBF presents:

Here's to your Saturday

I can only imagine I ruined your whole Friday night since I didn't put any music up. SO here are two songs:

And here's a remix with two of my favorites (honestly, I DIE. Who could have thought things could get better):

I'm up

I don't know if you can see what time it is when I post this, but right now it's 6:54. I've been up since like 5:30, worked out, made some coffee. Now I'm NOT trying to be like, "fuck yeah, look at my morning. I am accomplished." I'm talking about being a morning person. I am obnoxiously a morning person. If you have a sleep over with me, I will roll over at 6 and be like, "Hi," and if you don't say, "I love you and you are the most beautiful person in the whole world" immediately, I'll wake you up. It'll be with something really self evident too; like, "Hey, I'm up."

The worst case scenario is if a bartender has been too compassionate and generous the night before. I'll wake up at 7 and be like, "I'm ready to greet the day!" Sometimes I'll put on the gym clothes, walk around a bit, and then realize that running right now wouldn't be safe. Another problem is that sometimes I'll go out and I'll buy completely useless stuff. When I was in college there was a store next the coffee shop  which was, to steal a fucking awesome quote from DeLillo, "so steeped in kitsch you could die from buying a postcard." There were like witty folders, funny magnets: where the fuck are you going to put these; crazy cocktail napkins: for all the cocktail parties you have; candy: stop eating, etc...Anyway, so I would go into this store and be like, "I NEED this." Then I would go home, pass out, and wake up again fucking prepared to organize things with a sense of humor and hold things on my fridge with a giggle.

Thanks, self

Every New Year people come up with resolutions but you know what? This year I've decided to look back on times I think I was already particularly awesome. Here are my favorite posts of 2010:

What I do all day from the perspective of my resume

Does he realize how ridiculously similar we are? 

20 Somethings Really Fucking Lazy

Can I have some? 

Whenever I pass him I use my "hey" move

I think thats probably enough self-congratulations. Thanks, self.

Two Songs

Sorry I didn't give you any new years eve songs. I'm sure, without a doubt, you turned to me and then I let you down. Here are two:

Some great pop:



And some nice alt stuff (this band is SO good):