tommytumult

I can't start Saturday morning without listening to The Clash's self-titled while making breakfast. But yeah, I try to listen to new stuff right away or as close to right away as possible. School's had me bogged down as of late.

+ Saw Cobra Skulls/World Inferno Friendship Society/Sage Francis/Against Me! last night +++ Met Jack Terricloth, lead singer of World Inferno, at a bar across the street from the venue before the show. He's a pretty awesome guy. - I was mega-tired all day because I got home late last night.

No, Iggy Pop

I went to that show not knowing who William Elliott Whitmore was and I was completely blown away by his performance. I'm sad that I can't find Ashes To Dust on vinyl, I really love that song Porchlight.

About a month ago, I saw a makeup or shampoo commercial with "The Passenger" in it...

The past seven years or so it hasn't snowed until my birthday, which is no good for someone like me who hates snow. A few years ago, I stayed up until like 3 in the morning just to make sure it wouldn't snow and it didn't, but when I woke up there was four fresh inches on everything. Yeah, my giant cadillac only crashed into one car and two snow banks that day.

+1 for having to deal with roomies who don't rinse their dishes. Nothing's more frustrating than looking at the same dishes sit beside the sink or in the living room for two weeks. Yeah, two roommates here. I'm forced to pay for a cleaning lady to come twice a month because they won't pick up after themselves.

- Woke up mega hung over + helped put up roof trusses at a Habitat for Humanity house

I'm not going home for Thanksgiving. My dad's got to work and my bro's not coming home, either. There's no way I can stand a dinner with my step-mom and her family without at least one of those two. So I'm going to spend all day moping around in bed instead.

Big ups on the Ramones tune but only because I used to have a radio show called Rock 'n' Roll Radio and my starting song was that one.

+ I've been drunk off Bushmills since about noonish and it's past 7pm. - I'e got to work on roof trusses for Habitat for Humanity early tomorrow morning. - I'm getting seriously fucked around by this girl at school. - I'm not going home for Thanksgiving.

+1 Thanks, I'm really digging this record in my very hungover state of mind.

I'm just a crazy fool.

The pepperoni, pineapple, and coco pebbles thing works better on a mega greasy pizza. And my palette is kinda screwed up as well, I make tang pancakes.

you're kidding right? Not at all.

Macaroni and cheese pizza rules or a Tommy Tumult pizza: Pepperoni, pineapple, and coco pepples. Yes!

- The girl from school whom I asked for coffee is into another guy. A guy who looks like a Todd. +/- I got a bottle of Bushmills to help me out.

Gogol Bordello just posted on their myspace that you can get their newest album, Super Taranta!, on red vinyl. It's limited to only 300. And now I'm pissed that I ordered the record when it came out months ago and got it on black. '>http://www.sideonedummy.com/miva/merchant.mvc?Screen=PROD&Store_Code=SODS&Product_Code=60396713341702&Category_Code=GB

They have a 7"? On what label, BYO? Left Off The Dial records

I'd like to but I'm prevented from going due to the fact that I'm still a jobless bum.

+slept until 2:30 in the afternoon after being awake for almost a day straight +no panic attacks today +packers beat the hell outta the vikings +my cold is getting much better -the girl from school didn't call this weekend and I don't know if I should continue pursuing

Like everyone else said, speeches are easy if you know the subject matter. I found it helps to imagine everyone in the audience is an asshole and you don't give a flying fuck what they think about you. The whole "fuck 'em" attitude works wonders.

I don't eat out much but I've been cutting back on hitting the bars lately, what with being a jobless bum and all. Because I don't drink at the bars, I'm drinking less alcohol overall because if I drink at home, I drink like George Thorogood, I drink alone, which winds up depressing me and I don't like that. As a result, I'm back down to a disgustingly skinny 125 lbs.

I'm afraid of eyeballs, mostly things touching them. There was a commercial for the superman movie last year where a bad guy shot a bullet at his eye and the bullet go crushed by it, I jumped up in my seat and screamed and damn near puked because of it. Pretty odd phobia for a person who the first thing they notice on a woman is their eyes.

I prefer the cheez horror stuff. Any troma films or something like Jesus Christ Vampire Hunter which my roommates and I watched Friday night. Classic! When it comes to watching actual creepy stuff, I like Freaks because they used real sideshow freaks.