November 2010
39 posts
My Biggest Regret Ever: Not Talking to Oprah →
mybiggestregretever:
My biggest regret ever is not talking to Oprah when I saw her at Whole Foods one night. I literally bumped into her while she was shopping at Whole Foods. After we bumped into each other, I turned to look and found myself staring at none other than the Oprah. We made direct eye contact. I quickly…
Hahaha, “The Oprah”
I think I’m going to address...
Why?
I see people, some of whom are my friends, that seem trapped to me. They’ve grown up and they’ve lived in the same place their entire lives, they’ve been doing the same thing forever, and they’ve been hanging out with the same people forever. They get incredibly excited for things that I consider to be relatively insignificant (going to a certain restaurant, seeing a movie,...
Is it just me, or do "intuitively" designed things...
Take the mouse I bought a few weeks ago for example. It’s a Logitech wireless bluetooth mouse that connects directly to your laptop. It was 55 dollars, which is absolutely outrageous, but I paid for it anyway because I need my USB ports free for audio recording stuff. Well, upon opening the incredibly-fucking-annoying packaging (the kind that you cut yourself with and simply cannot open...
I am a master of stupid, corny jokes.
I was just sitting here daydreaming a second ago at my desk, and all of the sudden this idea just popped into my head for a comic or picture or something. Positioned outside a medical building clearly marked “Mercy Hospital: Donate Blood Today!” and out front is a nurse, covered in blood, and she’s valiantly standing at the top of the stairs, yelling to people approaching the...
oldgreatnorth asked: would you rather jump out of an airplane or be launched up into an airplane?
deltafoxtrot asked: What is your favorite comfort food? ;)
sydthekiddd asked: musical inspiration.
Go.
or a favorite genre?
just curious.
cheers!
Go.
or a favorite genre?
just curious.
cheers!
Anonymous asked: if you could go back in time, how far back would you go?
Anonymous asked: What's your favorite color?
Your favorite thing to write about?
Favorite album?
Favorite quote?
What sort of weather do you like?
Your favorite thing to write about?
Favorite album?
Favorite quote?
What sort of weather do you like?
Anonymous asked: fist me
melanyouth asked: If you had the choice of spending one day in a spaceship, or one day with the most attractive woman you'd ever met, which would you choose and why?
melanyouth asked: What's your favorite holiday, and why isn't it Groundhog Day?
melanyouth asked: What do you think about the Grateful Dead?
Wow, I feel un tumblr-loved.
I didn’t get a single question in my ask box. I must either be incredibly intimidating or incredibly boring. I even have anonymous questions enabled — come on people!
Ask me thangs. →
What makes a good song? Also, I need to write for...
I’ve been spending a lot of time lately thinking about what makes a good song, or a good record. In my eyes (or ears) I mean. I’ve been trying to figure out why I like what I like; looking for common themes or chord progressions or keys or styles, etc. But it’s not really working, because I analyze and analyze and analyze, and I keep coming to this conclusion: the one thing all...
Seattle
I miss Seattle. A lot. I’m not sure why.
Actually, I know exactly why. It’s because when I was there, everything felt cleaner. Everything. Purer. It was weird. Something about being able to see a gigantic stratovolcano from your balcony was amazing. Essentially everything I did in that city was cathartic or therapeutic in one way or another. I didn’t really make any friends...
I have a huge announcement
hughbot:
I’m going to have a second bowl of Fruit Loops.
Holy shit man, what the fuck?! Fuck dude! Don’t spring news like that on us! This is some news! Fuck!
I can’t handle this shit man. My mind is blown!
…I’m actually eating Fruit Loops too, coincidentally.
Life would be so much easier if you had multiple...
each with its own unique persona, that you yourself decided. It’d be easier if you could live as several different people. Or if you aged a lot slower and lived a lot longer. At least it would be for me. There are so many things this world has to offer, so many things to do, and so many things to master and learn that it makes me feel insane. Right now music is what I want to do with my...
One weird old tip of a fat belly!
Am I the only person who finds these ads disturbing? This is by far the oddest marketing I have ever witnessed. You don’t see them advertising saving money on groceries or automobiles that way — “One weird strange old tip of a cheap box of rice at Safeway!” — and that, combined with the strange squiggly illustrations of a woman and her oversized belly, frightens me.
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Deffinatley
Hey guys! It’s Colin here! Normally I don’t really give a shit about spelling and grammar but this commonly misspelled word has been eating away at me because it’s so easy to spell correctly. Do you say deffinatley? That’s defanately not right. In fact, that’s definately wrong. The ways to spell deffenitly are finite. And by “finite” I mean one. There is...
I think I found the essence of my existence.
It can be found in the castanets in the bridge of “The Ties That Bind” by Bruce Springsteen.
Gas Station Political Debate
Today I was in line at the gas station to buy gas. The lady in front of me started talking about voting, and the lady in another line replied “You’re not going to like me — I’m a tea-partier. I’m all about them grass-roots politics.” The lady in front responded “Hell, I don’t even know what that is. It’s probably all rigged anyway, but I guess...
Anonymous asked: You're really great. You have a melodic name and write melodic music and write melodic words. You're a wonderful, melodic human being. And you're probably not taking this too seriously because it's anonymous, but have faith that maybe, one day, this won't be anonymous.