Aztec Gold

4.11.13

Sympathy for the Devil: I am not sure how much I really mind the incredible of appeal of bite-sized, list-format news. While I do not feel like doing anything productive, I physically cannot stand, or sit, to do nothing. Flipping through information boards feels less like wasting time than flipping virtual cards in Solitaire.

What ever happened to Snood?

3.27.13

A$AP: Not only have I had this song on repeat for some time, the clothing is fantastic. Who shall employ me to style rap videos?

2.27.13

Black Sheep: The volume on my computer just does not blare loud enough. Wherever you are reading this from, I want you to feel the vibrations of my Spotify account.

2.25.13

Son of a Preacher Man: Happened upon this while researching the significance of pop culture.

2.24.13

The Boss: Three people--in no apparent association to each other--have called me "a rock star" in the past 48 hours.

Alright.

"Look at me. You know what you see? You see a bad motha."

2.16.13

Cattle Decap: When Aaron asked if I was interested in going to a cattle decapitation show the other night, I thought he meant we would be attending the beheading of a cow. It's not like I would seek something like that out, like it would occur to me pleasantly before falling asleep ("Ah, cattle decapitation. I've got to write that down"). But it could be an interesting experience, like sitting in on an execution or sacrificing a lamb. Like maybe the big bovine (whose name I assumed to be Bertha, as I trust all cows are called) is getting old and past its prime, or is sick or something. I mean, they shoot horses, don't they? And if someone is going to put that out there, sure. Let's go to a farm in the middle of the night, music blaring, cigarettes burning; let's socialize in Spanish boots and leather pants with coked-up skinheads. We can leave before the beheading! I immediately wrote him back, "YES. Is that even a question?"

 "Yes, that's why I asked."

 "I guess what I asked was not a question."

Later on, I realized he was talking about a metal band--of vegetarians--and not about someplace where people would be decapitating cows.

That is fine, too.