My Cosmic Autumn Rebellion

My latest Wikipedia binge has brought up...

Neptune

The Observable Universe

Phantom Eye Syndrome

Also, I just watched the film "Event Horizon" tonight and it was a decent sci-fi film, but it contains one of the most unsettling moments in film that I've ever experienced. I won't give anything away, but for the first time since I watched "House on Haunted Hill" when I was a 10 or 11, I'm going to have a tough time sleeping tonight... Check it out

Walkin' On The Sidewalk

I know this photo has been floating around the internet for a while, but I always get way too much enjoyment whenever I see it.

Guess What I Watched Tonight

Quiltamus Maximus

Today I moved into my house next to campus. From beginning to end, moving and setting up my room went a whole lot quicker than I thought it would to be honest. I've even got room (not much tho) to spare which is a nice turn around from the dorms of years past. All I really need at this point is some sort of an entertainment center and I'll be set... Well, that and some motivation for this upcoming school year.

In other news, the latest poll ended and apparently Kenny Powers would win the fight so here is his victory lap.




And in second place, we've got Yoshimi




Ah hell, Kenny Powers doesn't settle for just one victory lap

Holy Snap!

Everybody knows who Andrew W.K. is, right? The guy who looks like this.



and sometimes this.



and who makes songs like this (which happens to be one of about a dozen songs I could play on bass).



and who later started going around the country giving self help and motivational speeches (trust me, I heard it on NPR.) Well, he's going to drop a solo piano album that includes spontaneous improvisations (which hopefully include Morse code saying something to the effect about partying hard).

Here's a link to the first three tracks to his album "55 Cadillac"

It's pretty sweet, if only for the fact that it's Andrew W.K. behind the piano.

I Can Sing High Like This

Damn

Summer is done.

Perseids

If you've got some clear sky tonight, the peak of the Perseids meteor shower is supposed to happen. I checked it out last night and it was stellar (sorry) and I noticed that it was mostly coming from the Northeast (Left of the moon a ways).

So yeah, throw on some Queen or Muse or whatever music fits your mood tonight and look up.

She's So Heavy

I'm having a tough time with how excited I am. I've been hearing about a new "super group" consisting of John Paul Jones (Led Zepplelin - Bass), Dave Ghrol (Foo Fighters/Nirvana - Drums), and Joshua Homme (Queens Of The Stone Age - Guitar), but it's finally taking real shape. The bastards did a show a couple of days ago in Chicago and early reviews are saying that it's some pretty sweet shit and I guess I'm a sucker for super groups.

They're going with the name Them Crooked Vultures. I kinda like that for a name.


Here's to a good album

Long, Long, Long

Last Friday I made the trip down to St. Paul/ Minneapolis for what was designated "Free Fun Friday" because "Fun Free Friday" inferred that there would be no fun to be had.

The day started like any other in that I got a chicken pox immunization at the ripe old age of 20, but I digress. I went with Josh, Julie, and Jeff first to the Minneapolis Institute of Art for the first time since Junior year in AP Art History. It was as sweet as I remembered and I enjoyed myself more than I thought I would and was thoroughly impressed. As a plus, we grabbed Mick from his place as a tour guide and all around stellar host to our day. We were planning on going to the Walker Sculpture garden, but we essentially had a collective "fuck it" because the real goal of the day was fast approaching and we wanted to experience it as well as we could... Irish Fest.

It's exactly how it sounds. An Irish Fair in a park in St. Paul and it was sick as shit. There were all sorts of Irish foods to sample like cabbage, potato stew, and Guinness. We saw Irish dancing, Irish inspired face painting and of course dudes beating the shit out of each other for no apparent reason. Well, I guess there was a reason, the festival organizers decided to have boxing matches throughout the day with what I'll assume were consenting coherent semi-pro boxers who knew what day it was.

Once the boxing was done, and the sun was setting, we went towards the main stage to see The Dropkick Murpheys perform a free concert of their songs and shanties. I used to dig they quite a bit back in the day and to see them live for free was pretty damn sweet.

Highlights --
-Their rendition of "Amazing Grace" which made it's way up to the list of songs I want played at my funeral.
-Their Encore of "I'm Shipping Up To Boston" complete with some lord of the dance inspired jigs from some girls who were earlier performing to traditional music.
-Seeing an empty glass bottle of whiskey thrown from one section of the crowd to a yard behind me, smoking some poor dude in the neck/shoulder. I'm hoping he was too drunk to feel too much pain.

I cant feel my face...

sign on hwy 10 between Fargo and Brainerd

Hammer Smashed Face

I've got just over 3 hours left of being a teenager. I guess I'm pumped, but at the same time, not a whole lot happens when you're 20. Anyways, I'm going to take tomorrow by the balls and see where it takes me.