Randy Newman

I had this urge to listen to Randy Newman the other night. I don't know why, so I acquired a few of his records, and they're not half bad. I don't think my parents ever listened to him, but his songs have this thing about them that makes me really comfortable, like they were used to put me in a good mood when I was a cranky little child, but I'm almost positive his music would never been heard in my parent's house.
Take a listen for yourself, he's got a myspace, crazy huh? He's got an interesting way of writing, his vocal delivery is almost comical, especially with so many tv show impressions in the back of my mind.
And on another note, not a sweet sounding as a Randy Newman song, but still great, what the Kerney, you've gone the way of my brother's live journal. And by that I mean I'm tired of you not updating your shit. Computer or not, get it done. I know you have some important thoughts to share with everyone. Thanks in advance.

Ultra Cred....sort of

With all this free time on my hands I've been researching some American pop culture. This time around I narrowed my focus to tv shows I watched as a teenager, mainly Nickelodeon's Salute Your Shorts. I came across this tidbit of information that kind of blew my mind, in a small way. Remember Bobby Budnick, the extremely red- haired rocker type kid, well he actually played in a band. Not just just any band, but one with a helluva shitty name and some actual legit players ie; Steve Vai and Brooks Wackerman. Kind of not what I expected to find. Take a look for yourself and here, it's interesting for a least two minutes, about the time it took me to write this, and now I'm over it and can put this little gem of knowledge away until I need to impress someone by busting out the name Bad4Good.

HuMMM.

HUM on a Cadillac commercial, I never thought I'd see the day.
Wicked Shit

After looking online at other people's blogs all day I figured it was time I updated mine.
Currently I'm back in Nashville, and to be honest, I'm not all that stoked on being back. It could be because of my hellish trip here (missed my flight, airline lost my bags, ipod died, Arabian prince getting women all hot and bothered in front of me) or it could be my dead car battery, my car key being lost by someone or it just could be that I'm not as adjusted to this place as I originally thought. On the plus side, I have my own kitchen again so I'm able to cook for myself once again. I wish time would go by faster and tour would start in a couple of days.
Superdrag will be reuniting for a few shows, and I get to see one of them, should be great.
Bruce Sprinsteen's new album is pretty good, except it's called MAGIC. what the hell is that about? If I went off album titles alone, which I do on occasion, I would never have listened to this one.

hey, you know what's sweet, getting robbed at gun point while you're walking home, IN YOUR OWN FUCKING TOWN..Awesome, screw this place. If I ever see those guys again, I think might, honestly, actually, murder them. Now that I think about it their guns probably weren't real, but what is a cell phone and eighty bucks really worth, my life? Not really. so until I find my phone again or get a new one, just don't try and call me, because some asshole might pick up and act like me. At least I got to keep my wallet and Id, nice fucking dude's, I'm more pissed off than I can even explain, so that's why I'm writing right now, because I sure as hell can't call anyone. FUCK.

Tv.

With all this time off I should be writing a whole helluva lot more, but my brain has seemed to shut off due to the little amount of thinking it's been doing, or not doing. I have been taking in a lot of knowledge from my new best friend, TV. We hang out a lot, stay up late at night together and just comfort each other. It's pretty nice. One thing TV has taught me is how to cook lots of things, via the Food Channel. Another thing I learned is obesity is "the number one, secondary case of death in the United States", courtesy of this man.

It kind of sounds like an excuse to me, but maybe he was born like that. TV is getting annoyed that I'm not spending enough time paying attention to it.

Bacon.

From Wikipedia-

Bacon bits are condiments frequently used to enhance the flavor of salad or potatoes. They are a common element of salad bars. Bacon bits are made of either small, crumbled pieces of cooked bacon or, more frequently, textured vegetable protein artificially flavored to resemble bacon. They are most often salted. Popular brands include Hormel Bacon Toppings, Oscar Meyer Real Bacon Bits and Pieces, and Betty Crocker Bac-Os.

Hope this helps you out Daniel.

Greenville, SC

Sitting in tiny- ass airports is not that much fun. I've been here for about two hours now, just waiting for my 20 minute flight to another airport where I will, again, be waiting for another two hours. At least there are old people in wheelchairs about to race each other, so that's passing the time.