Tycho Talk

Dude, I am way too clumsy and self-conscious to dance. The last time I tried was at my senior prom almost... shit, thirty years ago. I'm not saying I'll never dance, but if it's going to happen I'll probably have to be pretty intoxicated. And to a song such as this. The yelling in Spanish is optional.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QkBUx6Zn6mo

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You know what? My LiveJournal is ten years old today.

Huzzah! *throws confetti* I've met some awesome friends through LJ, and it's a damn sight better than that Word doc I was using for my journal. Which was better than the spiral notebooks I was using before that, and the little page-a-day diaries with the wee lock on them I used when I was a kid. I've been journaling since before some of you were born... and before "journal" was made into a verb, for that matter. Anyway, I'll probably keep doing it in some form or fashion until my brain goes or I get arm cancer. It helps me think through the thornier issues I've got going, and helps me keep track of my shit.

Thanks, LiveJournal.

Hey, want to see a picture of me from high school wearing my band uniform? ( Hell yes! )

Spring is officially here, because I saw a bluebonnet on my drive to work. Huzzah!

Monday was the John Mayer concert. I wish he wasn't such a douchebag; it gets old saying "yeah, but he really is a good musician!" I'm not one of those people like my dad who thinks entertainers should just shut the hell up when they're not acting or tap-dancing or what-have-you, but it seems like whenever Johnny opens his mouth outside of a concert venue he says something offensive or stupid. He even wrote a song about how he does this, so it's not like he's unaware of that tendency. Oh well; it was a great concert regardless. I went with JD, who got introduced to Johnny's guitar face. I mean he has a really freaky-looking guitar face. This is how you can tell he's a Real Musician.

His opening act wasn't impressive. Some guy named Michael Franti. He was alright, not especially remarkable except he kept insisting that we get our hands in the air, sing with him, come on Austin let me hear you! Dude, I paid to hear you, why I gotta do all this work?

I hadn't been to a concert at the Erwin Center for some time; I wish there were more concerts there (going to see Dave Matthews in Dallas in September; what a pain) and fondly remember the many shows I went to in the late eighties. And as is traditional for me, afterwards we went to Player's for a burger and a shake, another place I remember fondly from my college days. And people are going to UT now who weren't even born when I was attending. That's weird to think about.

Yesterday Tsarina and I had lunch and talked girl talk, even though neither of us is particularly girly. It was satisfying and we're discussing making this a regular thing. After, I dragged Threeve over and forced him to play Rock Band with me all afternoon while he did some laundry. The most amusing bit, aside from him deciding halfway through that he's just not fucking going to sing ABC (Jackson Five), and who can blame him, was both of our attempts to drum through Neil Peart's re-write of the Hockey Song, the theme that they play for Canada's Monday-Night-Football-But-With-Hockey. It's 61 seconds of torture. He and I both managed a score in the 70's, though he was on Medium level difficulty whilst I was on Easy.

Eric came home and wasn't up for cooking so we enjoyed the previously-mentioned feast at Arby's (now with mint shake! Tasty, but damn being taught metric, I had no idea 32 ounces of shake was going to be so much shake. It was their medium size, which I figured was a reasonable amount of shake- I was wrong. It was an absurdly large amount of shake. It was good though), then took a walk around the neighborhood. Things are blooming… what's weird is that the mountain laurels have not gone off yet. They are usually finishing up their flowering by the time the bluebonnets get started. Anyway we had a nice stroll.

This is my favorite time of year, when it stops being cold but before it starts being hot. My other favorite time is when it stops being hot but before it starts being cold, usually sometime in October. I also enjoy the thunderstorms, which we've already had a couple of this week. What don't I enjoy? The fact that Daylight Savings Time starts this weekend. I hate you, DST! There is no good reason for you.

My lack of virginity turns twenty-three today. Happy Valentine's Day! In other news, jesus I'm fucking old.

Last night to celebrate (Valentine's, as well as Friday the 13th, not my loss of virginity) several of us went to Buco for pasta and then to Pixie's place to watch a werewolf romance called 'Blood and Chocolate' which appears to be based off a book. The movie was pretty predictable, but like I've said elsewhere I always enjoy werewolf movies even if they suck. I've seen a couple of other movies recently as well; 'Choke' which was made inexplicably more enjoyable when I learned that the main character (the sex addict) was played by the same fellow who was Guy the red-shirt in 'Galaxy Quest', which is one of my favorite guilty-pleasure movies. And, 'Zack and Miri Make a Porno' which was also predictable and unbelievable but also thoroughly enjoyable to watch. Nerd humor plus porn humor; what could be better?

Here is a video I've watched a couple of times because it features a pretty boy rolling around on the floor. There seems to be a debate about whether this song is about a woman or about drugs. I'm thinking drugs. I've been liking this one on Rock Band a lot (even though it's a freaking cover). It's very Beatles-ey.



Here's another video, this one with Dave Grohl, who I don't generally think of as sexy, being very sexy at some glass. It's also another song I like doing in Rock Band. Plus, there is a lizard.

they won't let me embed it