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In another attempt to tie hockey to music, check out this article about Detroit Red Wings right wing Darren McCarty and his band, Grinder.
In another attempt to tie hockey to music, check out this article about Detroit Red Wings right wing Darren McCarty and his band, Grinder.
John Buccigross wrote a great article comparing the NHL’s current state of affairs to U2’s How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb. Click here to read it.
I hope everybody had a great Thanksgiving! Kim and I went to my parents' house and watched the Lions get destroyed by the Colts "Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban" and the "Seinfeld" special. It was quiet and relaxing, but the Kroger-bought stuffing could have been a whole lot better. At least the turkey was good.
I was a total slug this weekend. Kim and I watched "Before Sunrise" on Friday night and "Fever Pitch" on Sunday morning. “Before Sunrise” was well written, and I’m looking forward to watching the sequel, "Before Sunset." “Fever Pitch,” which is a Nick Hornby autobiography, left much to be desired. The Farrelly brothers are remaking the film and replacing Arsenal with the Boston Red Sox, which explains why Jimmy Fallon and Drew Barrymore were making out when the BoSox won the World Series.
"Wake Up" by the Arcade Fire
I’m actually looking forward to getting three cavities filled this afternoon because it means I get to leave work a couple hours early. Also, I’m totally jonesing for a mega dose of Novocain right about now. I’m so bored at work today. At least I look like a team player in my official UTMB swag.
Congratulations to TV on the Radio on winning the fourth annual Shortlist Music Prize. They put out a challenging record and deserve the recognition. Also, I've been told they do a mean cover of the Pixies' "Mr. Grieves."
Wouldn't it be great if somebody invented a magical pair of scissors that only cut gray hair?
I started listening to the Pixies show I went to last month on my drive to work this morning. It's always cool to have a CD of a concert you attended, especially one as good as the Pixies. The only thing missing is the drunk neanderthal who believed he was a one-man mosh pit and kept bumping into me. People like that should be put to sleep.
I found out on Friday morning that my grandfather (my dad's dad) passed away on Thursday evening. It's fitting that he died on Veterans' Day. He fought at D-Day and the Battle of the Bulge in World War II. Nazis couldn't kill him, but cancer did. I didn't know him all that well, but he will be greatly missed. My thoughts and prayers go out to him and his family, especially my dad. It's a weird feeling losing your last grandparent. He was cremated, and services will be held in Michigan next weekend.
"Waitin' for a Superman" by the Flaming Lips
I’m beginning to think Galveston is underrated. Sure, the beaches suck and there are a lot of shantytowns, but the people are really nice and the food is great. I got a gyro and Greek salad at Mediterranean Chef, a hole-in-the-wall restaurant on the Strand, and couldn’t believe how good it was. It’s satisfying being able to go out to eat and not give my hard-earned money to Landry’s owner Tillman Fertita, whose inferior restaurants debase the island, not to mention Kemah.
I went to my dentist this afternoon and got four out of seven cavities filled. I have to go back a week from Friday and get the other three filled. This is what happens when you don't see a dentist for almost two years because you don't have insurance. Now that I'm insured, I'm looking forward to getting a physical next month. It's been a while since I've turned my head and coughed.
It looks like I've turned into one of those people I make fun of and now have a blog. I feel like Doogie Howser (did anybody see him on "Law & Order: Criminal Intent"?) or even Cooper Day (there's an obscure reference for you). It's only my first post, and I already can't think of anything to say. Anywho, feel free to check back here regularly for more deep thoughts and random musings.