I get knocked down, but I get up again.

This is the perfect antidote to the day I’ve had. They Might Be Giants covers Chumbawamba, via Matt, et al.

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Posted on 6 Jul 2011 | 2 comments

is still marching on

I found my notebook. I didn’t want to make the losing of it real so I didn’t tell anyone until I asked Inkbot this morning if she had seen it, but she hadn’t. I went to my car and opened the trunk for the forty-fifth time in the past week and took everything out and put everything back in and then just on a whim opened up one of the big boxes of the MSG‘s books that I was supposed to sell at a used bookstore months ago but hadn’t yet and the journal was inside. I packed away my desk toys at work, and I took down my comics and quotes and signs from my office door. Two more days. There are a lot of questions for me. I am trying to field them all, but I’m slowing down, like my batteries are running out but the light is still...

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Posted on 26 Jul 2006 | 1 comment

Richard’s on Richards

I realize I’m way overdue for a trip summary of Vancouver and Victoria, especially a review of the TMBG show we attended. You know how songs just stick with you while you’re on vacation, and listening to them later can immediately transport you to the best memories of that trip? Thanks to tmbg.com, you can peek inside my mental scrapbook: here’s Their soundcheck for the Vancouver show, “Richard’s on Richards”.

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Posted on 7 Sep 2004 | Comments Off

and we’ll race to the bottom of a glass

I’d always thought it was cheesy when someone said to me, “They’re more than my favorite band; they define part of who I am.” Not anymore. I don’t want to change your mind I don’t want to think about your mind They say love is blind I don’t think you’re blind You don’t want to understand And I don’t want to shake your father’s hand And walk in the sand And act like a man I get on the bus And ride past our stop And though I’m late I can’t get off I just can’t bear to tell you some lies And narrow your eyes Narrow your eyes We’ll take back everything we said Split up all the things and move ahead Forgot how you said We’ll split the side off the bed I get on my bike Ride...

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Posted on 24 Nov 2003 | Comments Off

we rule

we rule

I’m beginning to understand that it’s foolish to tell your friends anything you don’t want to be teased about later. The fellow I went to the museum with on Halloween now has two different nicknames, courtesy of my friends, and neither one of them is terribly flattering. Although they’re both pretty humorous, and I need an easy way to refer to him for the purposes of this entry. So last night, I picked up the MSG (that’s a “metrosexual” reference, not a monosodium glutamate one) from work and we ran a quick errand, then headed to A Clean, Well-Lighted Place for Books for the in-house performance and book-signing by They Might Be Giants. They are on tour, promoting their children’s book, called Bed Bed Bed. While...

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Posted on 5 Nov 2003 | Comments Off

if i weren’t shy

if i weren’t shy

The only thing I don’t like about They Might Be Giants is that they neglect to use the subjunctive properly in their songs. I realize this makes me a huge freak. A huge, grammar-obsessed, TMBG-lovin’ freak. And happy to be one, thankyouverymuch. The showing of “Gigantic” last night was So Much Fun! I drove around for 20 minutes, looking for parking in the Castro — everyone, laugh at me now — but I eventually found a spot ON Castro itself. *loud gasp* I know! When I arrived, David, anna, Wendy and Ergazork were already there. Rock! The Castro Theatre had no Junior Mints, much to my chagrin, but I graciously accepted Raisinets instead. I absolutely love the fact that there is an actual organist playing actual organ music...

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Posted on 13 Aug 2003 | Comments Off

we could be sleeping in the flowers

All right, you darling TMBG freaks in San Francisco: I’m meeting David, anna and some other peeps at the Castro for tonight’s 19:00 showing of “Gigantic: A Tale of Two Johns”. Want to meet us there? I am shooting for being at the door at 18:30, but since I’m getting out of work at 17:00, this might be a stretch. I’ll make it by showtime, at least. C’mon, you know you wanna see me insane with sleep deprivation and nutso kooky over my very favorite band! I guarantee this will be a great opportunity to mock my mania.

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Posted on 12 Aug 2003 | Comments Off