There's a small article about Brothers and Sisters in some odd UT magazine. Check it out here. (it's a pdf)

Here's what I was doing for my first few days of work while I was stuck in update classes. I was playing sudoku puzzles I'd copied down into my notebook. I am slowly getting the hang of sleeping less than 10 hours a night. It takes time.

I had a great evening last night despite some of the worst service I've ever had at (semi) nice restaurant. We went to Kenichi for dinner. The sushi was excellent. Our waiter was not. There could be a long list of things but I'll settle at breaking a glass of water on one our party's chair and then not really doing or saying anything aside from getting a napkin (slowly) and never bringing us any soy sauce. I ended up stealing some from a group of girls the next table over. The food, however, was quite yummy.

After dinner we headed to the Peacock for drinks. Nothing much exciting happened there. To end the night Jason and I closed down the Longbranch Inn drinking and arguing with dumb, idealistic girls. Fun!

It is 72 and sunny outside right now. I'm going for a bike ride.

Hi! Radio was fun. Going for sushi any minute now. I'm not really sure if I like sushi or not but I sure as fuck crave it sometimes.

Hello All. Just a brief note. The delightful Jennifer K. has asked me to co-host Ear Candy on 91.7 KOOP radio tomorrow. So tune in at noon til two to hear us spin indie-pop-ish goodness. I still don't know what I'm going to bring to play but I guess I figure that out soon enough!

((you can also listen online right here))

I've been back at work for almost a week now and I'm starting to settle in. The first few days were just awful since they were spent in the most boring classes I have ever attended. Going out every night probably wasn't helping, either. But things are pretty close to normal now. I was actually doing some work today (there's always major computer problems when all the seasonals come back.) I was gonna take it easier this evening but instead it is choo's birthday. Happy Birthday, Choo!

Back @ work. In endless classes all week. Death imminent. Posted via cell phone. Dear God, save me.

I go back to work tomorrow. I thought this day would never come. I hoped it wouldn't. I know I'm not much for sympathy from those of you who have been working every fucking day while I sat on my ass but, still, work blows. I'm gonna try to bust my ass this year and take advantage of all that nice overtime they offer when it gets crazy busy April-June. I hate being chained to a desk for the forseeable future. First week always sucks too, because I have to spend it in class. "Update Training" they call it. New tax laws. Surprisingly, they're not much different from the old tax laws.

also, brothers and sisters will be playing and talking live on the radio tonight.

10pm on kvrx 91.7 (in austin)

listen online at kvrx.org

the show last night went swimmingly. remind me not to volunteer to buy everyone I've ever met drinks. we played so-so but no one seemed to notice. came back here for late night drunken scrabble. weird year.

Hi. It's Wednesday night. I'm kinda tired. I went out for a bit earlier but came back home pretty quick. Being in a bar just didn't sound good tonight. It was a beautiful day today. I missed most of it by sleeping in until 3:30pm. I'm not one to complain about too much sleep but I'd rather have woken up a bit earlier.

I go back to work on Monday. I really don't have much in the way of feelings about this except that I don't want to have to start getting up all early and shit. First week always sucks, too, because in addition to getting up early, I get to spend most of the week in update class where we're told about all the new tax law changes.

new pichures from sinclair's bday party last night on flickrrrrr.

check out this pic of me in my xmas present from pinprick

It's been a good year so far. I've been fairly happy even for someone as retardedly sensitive as me. Sure there's been things that have got me down but overall things are good. I'm feeling optimistic.

It turns out I'm not going to New York at the end of the month. I was going to go for the weekend and work as a guitar tech for Trail of Dead but the show is off for some reason. So far as I know everything still on for Austria in April, though. That should be a great experience and crap loads of fun. I still need to get a passport.

upcoming dates of note

thursday jan 19 - brothers and sisters @ stubb's w/the black and knife in the water
friday jan 20 - video shoot for brothers and sisters song "sunday living"
friday feb 3 - brothers and sisters cd release show @ beerland w/quien es boom and lomita
sunday feb 5 - brothers and sisters @ the proletariat in Houston (afternoon show!)
saturday feb 18 - brothers and sisters @ the longbranch inn w/the crackpipes and the faceless werewolves
wednesday feb 22 - brothers and sisters @ emo's w/peter and the wolf

there seems to be some kind of thread to these days but I can't quite grasp it...

My hands smell like chipotle peppers and I love it! I can't believe I never cooked with them before. I'm making a bastard version of pulled pork in my crock pot. No smoking the meat, etc for me. Just crushed tomatoes, onion, garlic, water, chipotles in adobo, a bit of cumin, salt and pepper, and nice chunk of pork loin in a crock pot for, like, 6 hours. This may turn out awful but, really, I don't see what can go wrong.

PS. It turned out awesome! I rule. It was spicy, too!

I feel some serious hermitude coming on. I stayed in friday and saturday even when there were things I should have been doing (like wishing friends a happy birthday with drink in hand) but I just couldn't drag myself out of my room (much less the house.) This never lasts long though. I need people around soon enough.

Right now what I need is tacos.

Goddamn 2006 is going great so far. I just read that what may be my favorite movie ever is finally getting issued on DVD (criterion no less). Metropolitan comes out on Feb 14, 2006 (Valentine's is perfect). Here's a nice little essay I found that commemorates its 15th anniversary.

Whew! The Camp X-Ray show went pretty well last night. Honestly I was rather nervous that I would fuck up something major but I underestimated us. We hit that shit pretty good. Then sadly there was a big fire at the KOOP Radio/Sweatbox Studios building. We could all smell plastic burning blocks away. Sweatbox was the first "real" studio I ever recorded in way back in 1994.

Watching the Rosebowl game wednesday night was great fun. Went to the Sidebar where they were showing it out on the patio on one of those big projectors. There was a grill. And beer. And several shots of irish whiskey. I kinda love the mass hysteria of the big game. Everyone on the edge of their seats yelling and jumping up. I also helps when your team wins.

Was about to grab the ipod and go for a walk when I remembered I have to change the strings on my guitar because I have my first show with camp x-ray on thursday at emos. So now I'll sit and change the strings (an awful chore if there ever was one) and listen to destroyer instead. Maybe I'll have time for the walk later before Andra's goodbye (un)happy hour.

THURS @ EMOS

Inside:
The Arm
Camp X-Ray
Sinews
For Those Who Know

Outside:
Black Angels
My Education
Animals of the Bible
The New Glow

On the Patio:
Attack (In)Formation

I don't why it but I always seem to have an awful comedown after feeling good. Whenever I have a good day/night/week, I can be sure to have an equally awful mood strike me soon thereafter. Maybe it's the inevitable swing back to normalcy and something in my head overshoots the mark. It really does feel like a drug comedown. Maybe it is a hormonal comedown - you know all the talk about feel-good-hormones raging around in your head sometimes. I'm not sure. I all I know is it feels like there's a ton of bricks on my chest and I'm listening to "pet sounds" over and over.

I had a great new year's eve. We played a fun set and the room was packed. We stopped 2/3 the through the set for the countdown. Then we played a slow instrumental version of "Auld Lang Syn" (since no one ever knows the words) and then a cover of "Oh blah di, Oh blah Dah" for a singalong before finishing the rest of our songs. Fun fun fun. I saw lots of people I never get to hang with and a made a rad new friend.

oh, yeah- a couple of people got stabbed.