Listening to Dragon Ships by The Fruit Bats

If I owned a bar it would be just like this - Corner Bistro. That man behind the counter is named Tom. He is the perfect balance of accessibility, intelligence, and curmudgeon-ness (is that a word?).
Okay - just found a couple of really great bands - Freakwater and Jolie Holland. I know that no one like alt-country as much as I do. But these are both groups fronted by women. Which make them a little bit rarer in alt-country.
Last night after work I stepped out into the city night with a couple of my female co-workers that I went out to LA with. I was done with the night , as they were, but before they went home they decided to circle the block and smoke a joint. They asked me if I wanted some.
It was great. Everything was great. I didn't get too fucked up - just a couple of hits - and went home on the train myself. Watched some TV downloaded some Steely Dan and Glenn Fry (The Miami Vice shit) and just chilled the fuck out. I downloaded the cartoon Star Wars "Clone Wars" onto my iPod and just watched the fuck out of it.
I had to completely re-edit my MySpace profile yesterday cause it turns out that my 13 year old cousin and his 16 year old sister are resourceful enough to track me down. the passage about being sodomized by a cactus was quickly changed to "being attacked by a cactus." Then he, the 13 year old, posted a comment which consisted of the following:
"Sup, lil Benny."
Hilarious.
HI - LARIOUS!
My friend Alex is coming into town tonight and staying with me. Are you reading this Alex? I think we might go find my friend Maggie and have really cheap margaritas at this cheesy Mexican place on University.
Yesterday I had an audition then I got some fried southern food then I laid out in the park and took a nap. I got a little bit of color and the sun seemed to charge some batteries I didn't know were drained. Now I want to sit out somewhere in a suit and drink Mint Juleps.
Next weekend I get to go home and see my family. That is going to be the single greatest thing which will happen to me this June I think. Do you want to know something really funny? Whenever I think about meeting that "special someone (meaning of course, Tom Selleck)" I imagine what it will be like to introduce her to my family at this little parade we go to. It seems as if my brothers have always had women there. Jason obviously more than Josh (seeing how Josh is a DEE-VOR-SAY) but still. I never get to make out with somebody at my Grandmother's house other than myself. Which is really disturbing if you think about it.
Oh well. I am gonna go lie down in the park and read my new book of short stories by Janet Eisenberg. I hope that your Thursday is a special day too.