Blog: j e s s i s m u s i c

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I should know better by now. As the band I went to see finished, I debated about staying for the last band. As I saw the guy with the saxophone, I feared that it was going to be like DMB, but I've seen some awesome multi-instrumental bands in Brooklyn. However, this was Jersey and the 6 or 7 guys in their thirties should've definitely clued me into the fact that they were nothing but a DMB imitation band. I left before the third line of the song. Fortunately, the banjo in 6 Day [...]

Tonight I fell for the third time this month. While the other two involved falling backwards and resulted in some bruising, I fell up the cement steps and have been bleeding for four hours. (And as much as I like self-portraits, this is one that you won't be seeing :) ) When did I take Kelly's spot as the clumsy one?

and trailing paint throughout the house. I've given up on getting the paint off my body over the last few days, but at least it had been contained to me. Now it's all over the kitchen, living room, my new running shorts, and my macbook. Painting should be finished this weekend, then its either another canvas or time for some serious scrubbing.

The flowers are starting to bloom in the Park! If I'm not trying to solve my problems in the pool, I'm often singing to myself (in my head, people), and Friday's song was Ice Cube's "It Was a Good Day." Not sure if I was doing the clean or dirty version--and who the hell gave me the clean version in college? It wasn't until GTA San Andreas was playing at Paul's and I was rapping along using the clean version when he almost fell out of his seat. The song was at least right [...]

Ever since Colbert hosted, I always look forward to waking up the morning after white house correspondent's dinner to check out the videos. It brightens my morning news reading. ( I've been hearing lots of jokes this weekend about the fact that I don't get out of bed until 8 am each morning. Now, if I still read actual newspapers, I would have to throw on the robe right away, sneak down the driveway hoping not to flash anyone, make some tea and sit on my back patio to read the papers, giving myself black hand. Instead, I fire up [...]

I'm back from San Diego, have gone through my photos and finally removed the blur on all the photos from the bit of fuzz that invaded my camera body sometime in San Diego. After a few wonderfully hot and sunny days, the weather turned cloudy when Sis rolled into town. With no opportunity for a serious tan, she and I decided to turn each new beach and cliff into a bizarre photo shoot. The parents were ready to ground us at the point that we started doing weird senior photos--we are way too old to pass for high schoolers. [...]

In terms of charity concerts, last night's show blew the socks off the Tibet benefit from a few months ago. But first things first, let's talk about the We Are the World moment that closes charity concerts. There might be nothing that leaves me so embarrassed for someone else as the final group closing song. I'm always throwing my head in my hands and muttering, is this really happening? Last night's version was the epitome of this. About 15 indie kids clustered on the corner of the stage with their acoustic guitars and decided to sing a Seeger song, [...]

Since Jeremy is moving out and taking his delightfully cheesy album covers and original nude art with him, it's time to paint over the Rose painting that Brown Guy left us. I haven't painted canvases in over a year, but I'm ready to break out the brushes to cover this monstrosity. It hangs in our crazily over-sized kitchen, which is bigger than some one bedrooms in New York, and we need something this large to break up the wall. Would love some suggestions for color combinations. It's time to make my [...]

It's official, I'm no longer from Ohio. Someone please construct a backstory for my first 18 years. Preferably somewhere fun on the east coast or somewhere exotic. Kelly was texting me about this story last night, then I found the story online today. Fortunately, I have Nick from home keeping me posted on the gossipy details of my former hometown. :)

After a highly entertaing/successfull trip to see The Boss in Jersey last summer, we were looking forward to another fun trek, this time to Philly. Should've known this day would be different since the sand storms and rain from our last trip never surfaced. Who would've known that I'd someday hope for horrible weather as a sign of an awesome set list? We snuck out of work early and made the trek to Philly, set up a very small tailgate with the customary one chair that no one ends up sitting in out of politeness. [...]

Reason One Jeremy is packing up his room, which makes me sad and insistent on a guy hug* when I came home tonight. He found a mar on the floor and I told him that it had been there even when I had that room. His face perked up and he said, "Is that why all your friends think this is your room?" Good reasoning, but not true. They'd never been here when I lived in that room. My friends have taken to randomly [...]

They just said hair shirt on Parks and Rec! And the only other instance in which I hear hair shirt is on BNL's "What A Good Boy." And as much as we rip on BNL on the blog, I love that song. That's right, I love it. I love it for the band they want to be. And the band they almost are. (And why have I been paraphrasing random lyrics and movie lines to fit my random conversations this week?) It takes me back [...]

Yes, yes. We all know how much I love Obama. But today we're going to talk about my envy I have for one certain Bobcat. The Blue posted a link to OU alum, P ete Souza's Flickr album of photos from the first three months of Obama's presidency. Such a fantastic job! And I love how in love the Obamas are. It makes my day.

I just finished making the last bit of tailgate food and was loading the trunk, when I tried to open the beer carton. A bottle girl, I didn't think anything of stabbing the case with my key. Soon enough, stream of beer right in the eye. Jer refused to come outside and shotgun with me, so it's fizzing out in the driveway. Tomorrow we're off to Philly for Bruuuuuuce and our usual pre-show tailgate. Can't wait to drive through four states tomorrow for some Jersey rock. And yes, I completely feel like [...]

There are far too many tabs open on my computer and links that I've emailed myself so here we go: This video has left me a little indecisive. 85% of me wants to fly Jody, Kelly and I to some weird island for one of my fitness vacations, 12% of me wonders how horribly callused this guys feet are, and 3% of me wants to apply to work for him on his Brazilian experience trips. You can read his philosophy at MovNat . [...]

I'd only seen Chuck at the Super Bowl before Nick began his SAVE CHUCK campaign, but these kids were fans even befor e! All, the letter below was sent to the chairman of NBC by our good friend Nick Brown . While he requested that I not post the letter, I told him my loyal readers would support the cause. [...]

The Jody beat me big time on Infinite Jest. According to her last update, she was around page 400 and the plot was kicking in. Then I get a voicemail from her as I got down to the pool saying she'd finished. I thought this was a practical joke as I'm sitting on page 121. She wins. And we attribute this to her recent spate of lame, sober weekends at home. Plus, my magazine backlog that I finally cleared through. DFW and I are hanging [...]

Oh internets, you knew I couldn't stay away from you for too long! Thanks to a work demand, I fired up the internet in the hotel room tonight and have been checking email, but will be going off the grid again shortly. Things to know: -The weather is gorgeous. I'm developing a slight tan, although I'm going to be forced to wear halter dresses for a while to match my tan lines. -Swimming in the ocean is a horrible idea. I got into my waist before running [...]

While my weekend started with a horrible flight experience on Southwest, where the airline rep asked if I wanted to have the man behind me arrested once we landed, things certainly picked up once we left McCarren Airport. The Woodys greeted me (oh yes, hives, shaking hands and all) at the airport and we headed to the Goldens, where I got to meet their two month old boy, then we headed out away from the tourists of the Strip. Sunday kept us around the house except for [...]