It seems as though I left the medium of blogging conveniently around the same time I left Facebook. Perhaps, this blog was an extension of my Facebook personality? Anyway, I’m alive and well. I have found myself busier than ever now without my daily multi-hour requirement of Facebook usage. Grad school is as tough as ever. It will only get more intense as my degree program winds down and find what I am writing my thesis on. Will it be about rap? soccer? sport? motorcycle gangs? Who knows? The sky’s the limit… actually, my degree isn’t in aeronautical science or astronomy. The sky is probably an acceptable limit.
Recent thought (coincidentally the name of a band we played with in high school). What do the CDs in your car that you play regularly (on the reg) say about you? I don’t want to deconstruct my own habits, mind you. It would be all too boring and probably depressing. What do you think yours say about you? You’re not outwardly projecting these moments in your car, well unless you’ve got a sick system. So, what does it say about the time you have to yourself on those treks from home to work (“singing songs about you and feeling like a jerk”)?
- Tony Danza Tap Dance Extravaganza – Danza III: A Series of Unfortunate Events
- Andrés Segovia – The Art of Segovia
- Cursive – Domestica
- The Ergs! – Dorkrockcorkrod
- Make Believe – Shock of Being
- Third Eye Blind – S/T
- This Town Needs Guns – Animals
- Coheed and Cambria – Year of the Black Rainbow
- Colossal – Welcome the Problems
- Pack of Wolves – Betrayer
- Pattern is Movement – All Together
- Café Tacuba – Unplugged
- Between the Buried and Me – Colors
- The Number Twelve Looks Like You – Here at the End of All Things
- Grown Ups – More Songs
Pretty intense/depressing list, I say. Probably going to add a Hush Sound album for good measure… maybe Red House Painters. :D
Share, for me, please.
Until the next time. I’ll keep teetering on the verge of insanity, and you’ll do what you do–much of the same.