Bringing about the apocalypse is not considered cool

There's really not much to tell, this weekend is the last in a long while in which I'll be doing absolutely nothing. Today I created an N-shaped indentation in the couch, while watching nothing in particular in TV. I feel no guilt, there is no sense of a wasted opportunity here. The next bunch of weekends are all going to be filled with so much activity it's crazy. Next weekend i'm flying to mpls to get into 87 sorts of mischief, the following weekend M's family is visiting, then labor day weekend I'm going camping for three days with M (which should provide hilarious blog stories, stay tuned... she already freaked out as I was making the reservation when I told her what a 'pit-toilet' was. ha ha ha), then I plan on bathing and getting a haircut in time for two successive weddings, which will land me exhausted in the second half of september. Sometime in the middle of that I also have to draft the best fantasy football team ever, as well.

It's been so long, so I'll just hit the highlights of the past few weeks:

July 29, the Olivia Tremor Control concert. OTC is a band that broke up after their 1999 album, and is only playing a handful of shows before splitting up again, so I was super stoked to catch them. The show was sold out, held in a very small club. With everyone as excited as I was, that meant for a lot of squished sweaty people who knew all the songs. The stage was no less squished, as up to 10 people were playing in the band at once, each a variety of instruments: two guitarists, bass, keyboards, banjo, drums, clarinet, tuba, trombone, sax, trumpet, and various tape and effects machines. All of this while a constant looping psychedelic video projected on and behind the band. The sum effect was actually overwhelming at times, unlike their records the live show wasn't perfectly mixed, so if someone was watching without knowing the songs, they would have a hard time knowing what was going on. The sound got better after the first few songs, luckily, and the experience was as fantastic and trippy as I had hoped. They played for about two whole hours before the sound guy cut them off and kicked everyone out of the club at 2 in the morning. Great times.

The next week I had my first business meeting with a client. Going in, I wasn't too worried since someone else was going to be there. But, of course he happened to bail at the last minute, so I had to pretend I knew what was going on while I talked to this person. I took her out to lunch at a fancy Italian restaurant; I had the swordfish, it was superb. It was kind of like an awkward first date. Or so I can imagine, all of my first dates have gone completely smooth.

Last friday I went to a party. A real party, with a barrel of beer and loud music, people smoking on the balcony. I guy I work with was hosting, a bunch of coworkers showed up. I was asked to provide music, so I hooked up my iPod to his stereo and unleashed my partytime playlist, which surprising was a big hit. There is nothing that pleases me more than a bunch of people asking me questions about music. I got orders to burn several CDs already. Aside from getting completely drunk, I stayed out of trouble (no smoking, no drugs, no stealing things, no smashing things, no making out with anyone), left the party at 3:30, grabbed a gyro and a 'pizza puff,' and crashed at someone else's place, who has the best view I've ever seen anywhere in my entire life. Slept until the sun heated the room up to 120 degrees, and took the trains home saturday morning, where I sat on the couch and drank water the rest of the day. Great times.

The past week went pretty quickly, mostly due to the fact that i missed work on wed and thurs to attend a seminar on the west side of the city, which was so painful that I wished I could've worked instead. The best thing about it was that I got to take the bus through the ghetto on the way there. That was fun and interesting for me.

I think I'm going to go crazy and get cable television. For the sake of my fantasy football team.

For some reason I spent 45 minutes online today looking at Playstation 2 consoles and games. I may be done with books. I also finished the 'Firefly' DVDs, already super excited for the movie, out 9/30.

I may get forced to get a cell phone this week. We'll see.