time for some non-baseball related content.

I am getting more and more excited for Austin City Limits. It's now a month away and we still have no complete line-up or schedule, but among the bands we'll be seeing:
modest mouse / the killers / franz ferdinand / spoon / cat power / elvis costello / the pixies / the roots / josh rouse / wilco / centro-matic / broken social scene / old 97s / and hopefully, many more...

I'm still disappointed that Morrissey didn't end up touring this summer when Lollapalooza got cancelled. It's been too long since I saw a middle-aged gay man in a brown pleather sailor suit...I'm getting restless.

I missed the Braid reunion tour. Apparently they played Dallas while I was in Boston. Damn. I love you Bob Nanna.

According to the National Association of Broadcasters' Monthly Calendar, yesterday was National Duran Duran Appreciation Day. To celebrate, I listened to Wild Boys on repeat and teased my hair.


things that are making me happy:
wild rice veggie soup mix from whole foods' bulk aisle
natural peanut butter
garbenburger meatballs (with a little bit of garlic salt and italian seasoning, which reminds me...)
Italian seasoning from Central Market's bulk seasonings
sox games on mlb.tv
coconut lime verbena lotion from bath & body works


other good news: it's almost football season. despite my best efforts to not get sucked in and crushed by the Eagles once again, I can't help myself. Though, it's scary that, essentially, unless they win the Super Bowl this year (or christ, at least make it there), the season will have been a failure. Seriously, how many years in a row can you really lose the NFC Championship Game? At home?

If ESPN chose the most frustrated sports fan in America, how could I not win? A fan of the Flyers/Eagles/Sixers/Red Sox/Phillies? Is there a fan alive with a group of teams that have a higher collective payroll with less championships to show for it? Help me out here, boys. I'm looking at you, Red Sox.


Shit. It always comes back to baseball.