Inconceivable!

Well, hello again. Didn't expect you back, although I can't say I'm disappointed. Well, I guess you're here for a reason, so enough with the pleasantries. Surprisingly, I have a few noteworthy events to share. Again, I would like to remind you to keep your expectations really low. Like think of a number between 1 and 10, with 1 being no expectations and 10 being high expectations. Got a number? OK, now take that number and subtract 3, and then divide that new number by infinity. You see, that math joke I just pulled out should be warning enough that you probably won't enjoy this post due to the unbearable *I was going to put cheesiness or corniness right here, but realized that both adjectives are derived from root words that are foods, and seeing as how my blog is not edible, I chose to put this little disclaimer* and will end up leaving prematurely. With that said, let us begin.

As I stated in my last blog, my social life is slow to say the least, and riding a wave of new found optimism, I decided to try and change that. To your surprise and my chagrin, I have yet to commit myself to an intimate, consensual relationship with a female. I mean, I'm attractive enough, and my personality is above average. Perhaps my confidence could use a boost, but overall its never been a problem. No, the problem seems to be effort. I just haven't put any effort. I know what you're going to, "That's what every guy who doesn't have a girlfriend says." Well that may be the case, but I can honestly say that I never really tried.

That was until a few days ago. I can't really go into detail without compromising myself, but lets just say there's another shepherd tending that flock, if you know what I mean. Another car is parked in the parking space I wanted. Metaphors aside, I think you catch my drift. And the thing that kills is that that parking spot was open for two whole years, and all I had to do was put my car in drive and just ease my way in there (by the way, this metaphor is not meant to be sexual at all). I guess timing never really was my thing. That's not to say I've given up. On the contrary, I've been told to step up my game now; as they say, the fun is in the pursuit!...

Bull-Shit! I've been in this game too long with no tangible results to show for it to enjoy the pursuit. Maybe in like 10 years, when I've been laid at least 20 times I can get some kick out of it, but as far as I'm concerned, its go big or go home...alone. Well, that's all I have to say about that.

A few days ago, I e-mailed the lead singer of Bridge & Tunnel, a punk band from Long Island that I really like, about doing a show in Ithaca. He e-mailed me back. That is why punk rock fucking rules, its about people and music and that's it. It's that simple, and it should be. I love its accessibility.

I do have some good news. I just saved a bunch of money on my car insurance by taking the bus. And, I just found someone who goes to Cornell and enjoys the same music I do. And he plays the guitar. The band is finally starting to come together. For those of you who don't know, I decided to start the year with a list of things that I wanted to do, and starting a band and playing a show is one of them. I'm hoping we can lay down some A Wilhelm Scream covers, and piss off my dorm mates in the process.

Publish Post

Also good news, I just bought a few things from the Bridge Nine (the record label of a few bands I like) web store, including a Polar Bear Club shirt and a few posters. Well, the shirt caresses my body perfectly. I mean there really isn't anything like getting a shirt that fits well. Also, I got a free Chasing Hamburg poster. Awesome!

Recommendation of the Day: Transit. They are a energetic punk band in the mold of Crime and Stereo and other melodic hardcore bands. Their latest release Stay Home is extremely solid, catchy, and a promising sign of things to come. I highly recommend them.

Thanks for tuning in.