(written by Tyler, 3 days ago.)
Normally I would not start a blog post with Hello. But, when listening to a conversation and typing at the same time, I do things like type hello at the start of a post. And then I go on into crazy stupid detail about how I started a blog post with the word hello. But I do not, ever go on about going on about starting a post with hello. Well, maybe not never.
Today was a good day. Whenever I start a sentence this way, I am reminded of my hard core gangster days. Props to Ice Cube. And, by hard core gangster days, I mean the two weeks freshman year of high school in which I listened to hard core gangster rap. I am not proud of this fact. Okay, maybe a little. But just because it is so stupid. I couldn’t really identify with hard core gangster rap, what with being from the suburbs and being a dorky white kid. (It may surprise you that I not only am now white, but I was also white growing up. I KNOW!!! (It may not surprise you to hear that I was a huge dork.)))
We spent it driving to the AZ (just because I can, and as on homage (O-maj. Just so you know I am saying it the pretentious way) to the OC. Which, speaking of embarrassing tidbits from my past...) Wendy slept, I drove and listened to the girl with the dragon tattoo (well, i listened to the book entitled the girl with the dragon tattoo. There was no actual dragon tattooed girl in the car speaking to me (which i am only a third of the way through, so if you spoil anything about it in the comments- that would be so not cool.) So far this book rocks (get it?) (rocks?) (ok, I confess, there was really nothing to get. moving on.)
But there has been one horrible side effect. Now, I am not completely sure that it is from listening to the book, but it is my best guess. Kind of like after I experience intestinal difficulties when eating at Carl’s Jr.
Avuncular. Avuncular. Avuncular. This word has been running through my head for hours. We ate at Bajios. Avuncular avuncular. Drove to the party house. Avuncular avuncular. Arrived. Avuncular. Edited. Avuncular. I suspect that I heard it in the book
It is like having a song stuck in your head that you only know a part of. Except it is just one freaking word. And I have no idea what it means (Okay, I do now, because I looked it up. But you get the point.)
(((((((i think i may have used too many parentheses))))))) (but what’s new?)
Now here is a band worth taking a listen to. The Nowherenauts. From New York City in October.
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