2004-07-29 - 10:32 p.m.

big d and the kids table are playing a show with streetlight manifesto, the kosmos, and bob and the sagets on saturday, august the 28th in wilkes-barre, pa. holy crap! that would be an amazing show. i've only heard big d and streetlight, but those are two of my favorite bands and probably the two best ska bands i've ever heard. if someone else would like to go to that show, then lets set it up cause we traveled 6 hours for warped tour. pennsylvania can't nearly be as far away.

i hate mustard and i hate maroon 5(that has nothing to do with your post, katie, about how you like maroon 5, i've been wanting to say that for a few days now).

anyway, lets see, the bobble heads had our first practice without randy tuesday. surprisingly, even tho we didn't have 85% of the equipment we did have when randy was with us, it went well. we learned "where is my mind" by the pixies. thats the song at the end of fight club for those of you not in the know.

after practice, dave and i stopped by corey's house to say hi and get bit by mosquitos. you hear that corey, i would get eaten by mosquitos for you.

i'm in an odd mood. we'll leave it at that.

little ceasars is trying to remodel and stay open at the same time. a piece of the store almost fell on me yesterday and all the worker could say was "oops, sorry," so i stole a slice of his pizza. that'll show 'em. then today i walked inside, sat down, started drinking a bottle of water, i looked up and the wall is missing. that was entertaining.

i'm eating an ice cream sandwich. (warning: inside joke ahead) gotta love that ice cream connection.

song of the day(1): big d and the kids table - "the difference"

song of the day(2): denver harbor - "picture perfect wannabe"

song of the day(3): the f ups - "i don't know"

song of the day(4): billy talent - "try honesty"

quote of the day: "we're the wolves, prowling the shadows of these worn down streets. a rabid dose of ambition drives us to the books, to the highway, to the low way and to the airwaves. we're all just trying to get a better look, a look at what's beyond the tall grass that grows around this town. i gotta see the world for myself and i only know the way to get out. pick up my ticket to anywhere but here. it's got six strings and a soul. i gotta get away, gotta get away, gotta get away from here. turn it up and rise out of this hole." -the matches - "more than local boys"

thats the end.