It is Not My Birthday

It is not my birthday.

I mean, I would gladly have it be my day.

But, only for the cake.  And money.

Because I have a fondness for August 16th.  It has kept me in check for the last 19.6 years of my life.  I have lived by the law of Leo.  I do treat astrology as a religion.  And, as I believe there is wisdom to learn in any religion, I believe we can learn much from our sign. 

I sound like a hippie.  And I like it.

So, thank you Facebook Hacker, Thank you.  But I think I will stick with August 16th (you know I share it with Madonna? Who would not want to keep that?!)

I would like to thank a one Erin Dean for sharing her kind words about my blog.  I love hers as well.  Very well spoken and thought provoken.  Although she said them under the false pretense that it was my birthday (again, sorry about that).  

Anyways.

I love Thursdays. 

I love new music. (I mean, new music is set for Tuesdays, but what is special about Tuesday? Oh right, nothing)

I love 30 Rock.

I mean, I still have the de-stimulation of work, which I loathe.  And I see no point in selling goods to consumers with too much stuff, and are over worked (to pay for the stuff), and have no real grasp on life.  Life doesn't have to focus on money (contrary to the overwhelmingly, almost law defining belief that it is). 

Whoa.

Calm it down.

I can mumble about my feelings in another post so no one can read it.  Keep it together.

I haven't showcased any new music in the last week or two.  Flip.

Desert Noises is another local flavored band (I know, I know, I talk way too much about the Provo music scene, it's what I am into right now, I think there is tremendous talent under our umbrella).  They are good.  I really love two of their songs, Blue Skies and New Man.  Their other stuff is good. But just good.  Be forewarned that they are slow.  I would compare their slowness to Spoon.  I don't find Spoon slow (listen to The Platte, then tell what slow really is), but when I turned some acquaintances onto Spoon, they said it was too slow and unoriginal.  No longer acquaintances, thank you.

Oh, and I finally purchased the entire MGMT album.  Why the eff did it take me that long?

I have been freeloading off their myspace for almost a year.

Tomorrow is for Tramping.  Until then.