Items I do not feel like connecting to each other via clever transitions.
I think that this would make a fine documentary. I do not know why. I have a half-urge to contact the people involved.
I am postponing writing about Cornerstone in the hopes that Beth-Annie will beat me to the punch and then I can be lazy and not write about it at all.
Cordless electric lawnmowers are great unless you have very long grass. In that case, they do not have enough power.
I am assuming none of you have read Dave Eggers' You Shall Know Our Velocity, so pointing out an addition to the book that completely changes -- in a good way, I think -- the readers' perceptions of the original book is not very useful to you all. Ah well.
Ed: The magazine with the CD that we were thinking of at Cornerstone was Paste Magazine, I think.
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Mark Heard break.
Mark Heard fans: Buy the Mark Heard biography, Hammers and Nails.
Mark Heard non-fans: Eh. You don't really need to buy it; it would not work well as an introduction to him. Get his CD Second Hand instead.
Most interesting fact from the book: Apparently, Mark didn't go to regularly go to church for (as I recall) about the last decade of his life. While I understand his rationale in becoming a non-churchgoing Christian -- I'll quote it at length in the next few days -- I think he was quite mistaken.
Stupidest error in the book: "Satellite Sky" (the song, not the album) is again and again called "Why, Mama, Why?" That is very bothersome.
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It looks like we will be moving from our current suburban Richmond county of 270,000 to another suburban Richmond county of 270,000 in the next year or so. But don't hold us to that until we buy a house.
Hi. If your name is Andrew or Alex, please send me your address and your DVD/VHS preference for "Eileen." Thank you. If you are my parents or my brother-in-law, the DVD is on the way. For those who are neither, there are about 10 copies left that can be purchased on DVD for $9 each, shipping inclusive.
Um. I guess that's enough for now.
oh so lovingly written by
Matthew |
i sincerely do not know what you are doing here. are you lost? were you
looking for your delicate calico cat, and did you follow her up two flights of stairs
to this room? she is not here. she was here, yes. we gave her a warm bowl of milk, we talked with her about campaign finance reform for a time, and then she bid us good day. i believe she was
going to the post office two blocks down, but i don't quite recall.
for surely you did
not find your way from prinsiana, the least traveled site on
the internet. if you did, though, perhaps you are looking for humor. perhaps you are looking for profundity. perhaps you are looking for answers.
i'm sorry, but you shall go naught-for-three.
