June 30, 2009
Let me count the reasons why I love this picture and its article: 1) It’s about paleontologists, on break from the North American Paleontological Convention, visiting the Creation museum in northern Kentucky 2) Paleontologist #1 on far right seems to be wearing slim fitting acid washed jeans, carrying a tote bag (doing so with complete sincerity) 3) Paleontologist #2 in the middle is wearing white silk socks and black Tevas (he’s even more sincere) 4) I imagine them all taking pictures of one another riding the Triceratops with the saddle just like in the Bible! (this part is a little ironic)

Let me count the reasons why I love this picture and its article:

1) It’s about paleontologists, on break from the North American Paleontological Convention, visiting the Creation museum in northern Kentucky

2) Paleontologist #1 on far right seems to be wearing slim fitting acid washed jeans, carrying a tote bag (doing so with complete sincerity)

3) Paleontologist #2 in the middle is wearing white silk socks and black Tevas (he’s even more sincere)

4) I imagine them all taking pictures of one another riding the Triceratops with the saddle just like in the Bible! (this part is a little ironic)

June 25, 2009
  • Laura: MAYBE SCOOPS SHOULD MAKE A SALTY TEARS FLAVOR IN MEMORY OF MJ
June 24, 2009
Dear Japan, It always seems like you go out of your way to cheer me up, but you’re just being you! Thanks for this, that and everything else. Love, Janet

Dear Japan,

It always seems like you go out of your way to cheer me up, but you’re just being you!

Thanks for this, that and everything else.

Love,

Janet

I only have 2 real CD’s in car Pavement’s Terror Twilight and Oingo Boingo’s Only a Lad, I think I’ve listened to Pavement once or twice since I bought it for a dollar and Oingo Boingo five times max. The point is, and I do have one, my car is filled to the brim with random mix cds that have been made by friends, myself, random strangers, stolen from parties, etc. It’s a mess. A fucking mess.

So, I was driving with my drunk roommate to the Cha Cha the other night and we were having a pretty deep discussion on relationships, over- sharing, comfort levels that type of roommate bonding talk. So the most current mix I have in my car is comprised of the top 20 songs that I’ve listened to on iTunes in the past month, it’s a pretty dope mix if I do say so myself a lil’ Tom Petty, Ennio Morricone, ABBA, the Stone Roses, Wire and surprise! the mp3 from this video.

I completely forgot that the song was even on the mix and so while my rooommate was talking about his ex and getting into some detail, the cd went from Wire’s Used To to Mother Lover. I have no idea what he was saying at that point because I was just staring at my CD player like “Seriously Janet?! This is where you are in life? This song is one of the most played?”

Needless to say I changed it but only after about a minute in. When we got to the Cha Cha I made him chug my beer hoping he would black out, putting this little episode behind us.

[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]

Mount Sims - How We Do

Brenna and I had a college radio show for about 3- 4 years at UCSC and man alive did we play a lot of bad stuff, and the vast majority of the stuff we played I can’t listen to anymore because it gives me such embarassment. But this song? This song right here? I can’t even front. It just conjurs up such wonderful feelings of being in Santa Cruz, the radio station, close friends, getting ready for parties, all those fuzzy feelings you get when you think of your buds.

Sometimes, of course, I wish there was a better song that could encapsulate the best parts of that era, but as I’ve gotten older and given less of a shit about what others think of my music tastes the more I realize that this will probably always be my jam.

Life lessons

  • Melissa: they aren't too bright
  • Melissa: WOW HY DONT YOU LIE HIM
  • Melissa: well, i dont think so, but its not liek dudesh ere really goup and talk to people
  • Two drunk dude friends in a bar giving loud inebriated advice because they are looking out for you is one of those nice weird warm feelings you get when you realize someone cares about you and wants you to be OK, but nothing beats Melissa typing incoherently over Gmail chat. I can't exactly make out what she's trying to say but I know that it comes from the heart and sometimes that's all you can ask for.
June 23, 2009
“ People are often unreasonable and self-centered. Forgive them anyway. If you are kind, people may accuse you of ulterior motives. Be kind anyway. If you are honest, people may cheat you. Be honest anyway. If you find happiness, people may be jealous. Be happy anyway. The good you do today may be forgotten tomorrow. Do good anyway. Give the world the best you have and it may never be enough. Give your best anyway. For you see, in the end, it is between you and God. It was never between you and them anyway.
Mother Theresa (via glovecompartment) (via soupsoup)
June 3, 2009
[Flash 9 is required to listen to audio.]
Ennio Morricone - The Ecstasy of Gold
May 21, 2009
  • Laura: WHY IS AMERICAN IDOL RESULTS A TOP NEWS STORY
  • Laura: DO NOT CARE
  • Laura: GODDAMMIT
  • Laura: LULZ @ THAT PARIS HILTON TONGUE KISS PICTURE
  • Laura: NOW THAT
  • Laura: THAT IS WHAT I CARE ABOUT
I am FREAKING out on how much I am looking foward to June. I don’t want to jinx anything but between Holy Fuck at the Troubadour, Grizzly Bear at the Wiltern and Transformers 2 (!!!), it has to be good. Right? Right?!

I am FREAKING out on how much I am looking foward to June. I don’t want to jinx anything but between Holy Fuck at the Troubadour, Grizzly Bear at the Wiltern and Transformers 2 (!!!), it has to be good. Right?

Right?!