kellydeal replied to your post: Crowdsourcing: need a song for a wedding Butterfly Kisses or The Christmas Shoes. In that vein, I once sang “True Companion” by Marc [sic] Cohn [sic] at a friend’s wedding. It was their sincere request, so I did it irony-free and full-throated and straight-faced. Hardest performance of my life, hands down. Epilogue: she left him a few years...
Crowdsourcing: need a song for a wedding
This weekend I’ll be heading to North Carolina to celebrate the wedding of one of my college roommates, one of the all-time great guys in the history of guys. They actually got married in private a little while ago and are having the big celebration now. Near as I can tell—this is all from a Facebook invite, so there is some uncertainty—there is a circus theme of some kind for...
Fade Into You // Mazzy Star I want to hold the...
Falling apart like a leper at a theme park
That’s my favorite part about that “Hydrogen, bitches!” post that went around. It’s also relevant to my interests here on Epiphany Monday. Somewhat cryptically: You guys play poker? You ever have that moment when you’ve got the short stack, but you get a decent hand that you’re feeling pretty good about and decide you can probably double up here and you...
THE SPU IS UP 10 HANDLES AND VOL'S COMING IN HARD
Things we say.
Anyone else spending their Father's Day on a...
To make sure everything is trading OK after the Greek elections? No?
The only thing worse than shaving is how I’d look with a beard. I used to think I’d retire to somewhere warm, but it looks like the warm is coming to me. I have six hours of outdoor performing to do over the next two days. I am excited. For the first time, I am going to assert Father’s Day privilege: I just want to sit on the couch and watch the end of the US Open. ...
Move. Fart. Sing sexy, sexxxy musics. You guys are the BEST. xo
monkeyfrog replied to your post: Public transit: need a ruling You are beautiful. In my head, you are singing this to me as Joe Cocker. WHO’S CREEPY NOW.
Public transit: need a ruling
I’m looking to start taking the train more often, for reasons. It’s been a while since I’ve been a CTA regular and I’m out of date on etiquette, so let me run this by you: I get on a blue line train downtown. It’s crowded, very few seats open. I take an aisle seat next to a 30ish woman. We make no eye contact, have zero interaction—I respect her space, I know...