10/31/2005 04:02:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|It seems that today I'm thinking a lot about food. Maybe it has something to do with the fact that I gorged myself all weekend entertaining out of town guests. I'd like to devote some time to one of my favorite things in the world: Rugelach It's a little Jewish pastry... a chocolatey, nutty roll of pastry perfection, great for dipping in coffee or hot chocolate. Yum. My very slow and tired day today was made infinitely better by the suprise of a whole box of these little delicious morsels delivered to me by a one Maya Levy. Oh Maya, would you like to get married? Hands down, the best Rugelach can be found at Nussbaum and Wu. They have absolultely perfected the recipe: The right amount of nuts, good nut chunk size (you would have no idea how much it ruins these little prizes when the walnuts are too big), fine and buttery dough, delicious chocolate. I recommend the chocolate raspberry. Also, if you're looking for really amazing Baklava (the second greatest pastry in the world) try Broadway au Lait at Broadway and 122nd. It will stop you in your tracks if it doesn't stop your heart as well.|W|P|113079436936635429|W|P|Reasons to Live|W|P|10/31/2005 01:04:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|Uh-oh. I can really Su Doku my heart out at work? This is bad news.|W|P|113078191666332782|W|P|Obsession|W|P|10/31/2005 09:33:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Well, that was a long weekend. I think i got about 7 hours of sleep between thursday and today. But I was flipping through the New York times Magazine this weekend, and came accross this interview with the Bush family cook. I found it very troubling. Maybe I should be more concerned about the fact that the entire presidential staff is a pack of boldfaced liars. Or by the fact that they are getting away with that, and murder, and worse. Or by the fact that in about 6 or 7 days this little thunderstorm of controversy over the accountability of the presidential staff will blow over and everything will be shifted back into place with a new conservative judge to boot. (try to schedule any abortion you might want to have in the future for within the next 6 months.) Regardless, there were a couple of chilling factiods in this interview. First of all, the Bush family keeps a disgustingly fatty diet. One of the recipes in their new cookbook that the article refers to calls for 3 cups of mayonnaise and heavy cream. Fucking gross, man. I think that takes the cake against Bill Clinton's love of the Big Mac. Then theres the weired vegetable thing:
Well, President Bush the elder has been a voice of antinutrition ever since he declared his dislike of broccoli. It's not only broccoli, but we are also talking about brussels sprouts, alfalfa and cabbage and anything that does not have a good smell. Is that why some of your recipes call for canned vegetables? As far as nutrition is concerned, canned or frozen vegetables have more nutrition than fresh vegetables. It's added from the companies, the manufacturer.
The nutritional value added by the manufacturer? Ok, would we be referring to the chemically synthesized vitamins, the preservatives, the sodium, or the water added by the freezing process? Maybe he was talking about all those extra minerals and metals that get leeched into the fluid that canned vegetables are stored in. -"Mmm, tell me Barbara, do you think its the tin I taste that is making these string beans so delightful?" -"I don't know, how about we ask Prince Bandar of Saudi Arabia, our frequent dinner guest, how he feels about this lovely meal..." -"Hm. What? oil." Right. Anyway, at least i can rest assured that I'm eating better than our former president. That's satisfying. That he's a more viable candidate for cardiac arrest, maybe. Woof. This political stuff is making me a little nauseous. I think i'm gonna have to go eat some nurtritionless fresh vegetables or something. LIES LIES LIES.|W|P|113077400227872054|W|P|Nutritional Value and the Men You can't trust|W|P|10/31/2005 12:43:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Midwest Mo|W|P|i miss you maxpants. i wish you weren't so social and i wasn't having all this sex, we could hang out more. well, see you wednesday. i'll bring you back a lil somethin somethin from DC.10/28/2005 01:29:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|So... apparently that strange, sweet smell that we were experiencing downtown was by no means imagined, and by no means local. A couple of manhattan news sources reported the smell of syrup or waffles or donuts? wafting over the city. It was lingering in nasal passages from delancey to 125th. Because these days anything out of the ordinary is considered cause for alarm, (by the way, what IS ordinary around here, anyway?) the appropriate emergency officials were notified and called on to find the source. As of now the EPA has failed to locate the source. But I know what it was...one word: Jersey. ---------------------- ---------------------- While doing my research on smells, I also found this really strange article about a guy who the "ig nobel" prize for creating testicular implants for neutered dogs. I thought, "well, thats odd." Do you know any dogs with self-esteem issues over their lack of testicles? It makes me think of someone else i know with a prosthetic testicle: Dammit I wish he were a real person. That i knew. Who visited my bed every friday night...okay fridays and wednesdays. ------------------ Finally, I had the most rocking BLT ever at Deluxe today. Thank you mo, nice reccomendation. Damn that was good.|W|P|113052733204891514|W|P|That Strange Smell, Lunch, and Other things I found in the Interim|W|P|10/28/2005 08:15:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Dear Elevator Operator from 168th Street, I was on my way out to the bar last night, feeling sort of "blah," you know those days when you're being moved along more than you are moving, when I stepped in to your elevator to get to the 1 train at 168th. Now, let me first note that I find it incredibly alarming that the only way to get to the 1 train is via elevator. Not that I am in any way afraid of a terrorist strike, but in a post-9/11 world it seems like the mta would have thought twice about stations with no other obvious form of exit other than an elevator. At least make the stairs more apparent. Where the fuck are those stairs? In the case of a fire, If I were at the 1 train, I don't even think that I would try to get out, knowing how packed those elevators are when an individual's only concern is to get to work on time. That is, until i got in to your elevator. Your elevator rocks. It's not just your kind door-holding manner, not simply your unconcerned but courteous nonchalance, it is these qualities combined with your excellent taste in LATIN MUSIC. You are no fool, and no kidder when it comes to a fucking great tune. Consider my suprise when I, tired and dragging, found myself strolling happily, no...hopping, no...bouncing into your car, moved onward almost unconsciously by the infectious rhythms of the samba. You play that shit so loud. It really brings a car together. So I stood there, my movement ever so slowly downward made inconsequental and gone unnoticed as I shook my hips to the beat of the drum. The woman next to me gave me a smile, and I wished at that moment for all of us travelers bound together in that stuffy death-tube to drop all of our inhibitions and conventions and shake some ass together. Maybe one day, Mr. Elevator operator. I know you wish for it as well. I was even delighted when i realized while waiting for the 1 train, that the A train was going to be a helluva lot faster and more convenient for my needs, and I knew I would have to ride with you once again. Know this, sir: That in the case of a terrible emergency which would require me to evacuate from the 1 train with haste, I would love to go against my better judgement and ride in your car rather than taking the stairs, no matter how packed with frantic travelers trying desperately to escape. Because If my life were to go down in flames at that point, at least I would go down with the beat of the drum in my heart, and the sway of the tune in my hips. And I would go down happy. Thank you Mr. Elevator operator, thank you. Love, Max PS. Can we get some tito puente up in this car?|W|P|113050807917363681|W|P|an open letter to the elevator man at 168th street|W|P|10/28/2005 12:37:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Becca|W|P|man, max, that was the best letter i've ever read! i even had to read it aloud to jason. i know that elevator well, and i certainly understand your sentiment. please send my regards to the elevator operator next time you see him.10/27/2005 11:57:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Mo brought this article from the Columbia Spectator to my attention. Man, I love it when straight white men comment on queer culture.|W|P|113043264511815637|W|P|Things That leave me feeling more than a little incensed|W|P|10/27/2005 07:54:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|White Sox Win the World Series! And Pictured above are the only 2 white sox fans in the world. God damn, those guys look happy.|W|P|113041781141397059|W|P|Whoah.|W|P|10/26/2005 10:05:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|The white sox haven't won the world series since 1917. When you consider what has happened since then, thats a very, very long time. For example, Hitler became Chancellor of Germany in 1933, and over the next ten years established a dictatorship, provoked a world war, and killed tens of thousands of Jews, political enemies, homosexuals, and disabled people. He even managed to kill himself. After Allegedly trying to fix the world series in 1919, the Sox were not in contention for the pennant again until 1939. They didn't win one until the team was re-organized in 1959. The Berlin Wall fell in 1989. Still, it had been six years since the White Sox won a division title. And they would't see another one for four more years. At least they got rid of the uniform shorts. In 2004, the Red Sox beat the Yankees in one of the more suprising events of the past 100 years. And, as the course of history would have it, the White Sox finally have another shot at the series. I have never been a Sox fan (GO CUBS!). But after last night's 5+ hour marathon against the Astros (boo houston), I think it's at least somewhat appropriate to post this: |W|P|113034240529393173|W|P|Signs The World is Coming To an End|W|P|10/26/2005 11:01:00 AM|W|P|Blogger xantus|W|P|Hi, I was blog surfing and found you. My interest is in power assisted mobility but managed to land here at your site. Well, if you have any interest at all in power assisted mobility drop by http://www.myebikes.com for a recipical visit. Thanks for your time and affording me a look see at what interests you.10/26/2005 02:35:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Midwest Mo|W|P|traitor.10/26/2005 04:41:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Becca|W|P|go red sox!10/25/2005 11:56:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Rosa Parks Dies at 92.|W|P|113025943430690814|W|P|News of The Hour|W|P|10/25/2005 09:02:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P| Does anyone ever tell you we look like lovers?|W|P|113024925404858810|W|P|My psuedo-girlfriend|W|P|10/25/2005 04:20:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Midwest Mo|W|P|yes. her name is my mom. :)10/25/2005 09:19:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Becca|W|P|are you guys secretly still in love?!10/24/2005 10:43:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Well, back at work again on a monday morning. Funny, I thought this week would bring something interesting and busier to the office. Nope, still really SLOW. I don't know where I got that idea. This weekend was equally redundant, and included drinking, making bacon, and reading the sunday paper. Fyi, Girlnation at Nation totally sucks BIGTIME and I will never go there ever again. But i did see the weirdest movie ever. The Tin Drum, based on the novel, is a film by Volker Schorloff. It supposedly a classic of german film. The book was very good, a strange sort of magical realist story about a boy growing up in the city of Danzig during nazi rule who decides to stop his own growth at age three. He plays a tin drum, and can break glass with his vioce. But if you're not totally scared by the beginning of this movie, there's something really wrong with you. For one, it stars one of those incredibly articulate child actors. Freaky. As anna was commenting the other day, theres something unnerving about children who speak well. They're like miniature adults. Secondly, there is the birthing scene, taken from the point of view of the child being born. That's right: inside the womb. And if you were ever wondering how they caught eels in Germany mid century, there is an extensive and graphic seen involving the severed head of a horse used as bait for eel-catching. So graphic, so extensive, so unnecessary. But if you ever wanted to see eels come out of the mouth of a sodden, rotting horse-head...here's your flick. _______________ In other news, here's a really cool site about some experiments a Japanese man did involving water molecules and messages. I dont really know if I could even explain what this is about. |W|P|113017008501785233|W|P|The Weirdest Movie EVER|W|P|10/24/2005 10:37:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|
You Should Get a PhD in Liberal Arts (like political science, literature, or philosophy)
You're a great thinker and a true philosopher. You'd make a talented professor or writer.
Did I need that question answered?|W|P|113016831054121186|W|P|The latest report on my future|W|P|10/24/2005 10:41:00 AM|W|P|Blogger Askinstoo|W|P|Nice Blog!!!   I thought I'd tell you about a site that will let give you places where
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a few. MAKE MONEY NOW10/21/2005 09:56:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Well, thank god its friday is all I have to say. -Very Sad song on the way to work today: Sufjan, "To Be Alone with you" On the brighter side, I think that my new MAC is coming in this evening. Man, oh, man am I excited. It's sort of like christmas, except without the trauma and stress and douglas fir needles. In the meantime, I have been google earth-ing everything under the sun. Literally, everything under the sun. So here I am, at work. Thats from very far away. Now, If we zoom in real close.... You can see me there sitting on the steps smoking a cigarette. Awesome. In other news, I dropped my cellphone in the toilet. Things just don't seem to be going so smoothly right now. Amazingly, though, it does still work. But for some reason it thinks that it is charging all the time. Once it dries out completely, that shouldn't really be a problem anymore. --------------------- --------------------- So, I'm going to mention a few more interesting things about Google Earth now. Since the application uses xml coding, it has been very easy for hackers to overwrite the program and "layers" with their own information. There have also been a number of sites using mapping utilities and google earth, specifically, in order to map their own information or programming over the satellite maps. One such site tells you where you would come out if you dug a hole through the earth from any point. Chicago crime.org uses maps to show users crime statistics for addresses in chicago. Foundcity shows where cool places in NY are using google maps. Anyway, in short, here's a really really good listing of various other google map utilities.|W|P|112991885890286266|W|P|The Weekend could not come soon enough|W|P|10/21/2005 01:25:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Rosa Benito|W|P|Pheedo to Launch Multi-Channel Ads - Blogs, RSS, Podcasts
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Find out how to buy and sell anything, like things related to private road construction on interest free credit and pay back whenever you want! Exchange FREE ads on any topic, like private road construction!10/20/2005 12:10:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|My dear god. I was in yonkers last night hanging out for Luke's birthday. (HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUKE!) Anna and I were having an extremely interesting conversation about one of my favorite topics: Maps!--That need always be written with an exclamation point. Anna's taking an environmental studies course in which she has been studying mapping and "counter-mapping" as discursive practices. This sounds like a bunch of high-fallutin crap, and to the extent that it is, it also sort of isn't. For Anna's project, as far as I understand it, she is studying native (mostly native american) counter-mappings of colonized and otherwise forfeited regions. Map-making has a very interesting history bound up in the terms of propriety, ownership, and dominion. Maps provide way to make use of areas of land, resources, and peoples, often to the detriment of native populations living there. Specifically, Im thinking of colonial trade maps used to locate previously "undiscovered" terrain that western europe colonized during the age of exploration. Counter-mapping has cropped up as a process of reclaiming land, making use of tribal borders, and laying different borders in the place of modern nation states. This is an amazing and vast topic. But theres definitely some really cool sites about aboriginal, native american, and general lists of indegenous and native mapping resources. But moving on... The new (or not so new) Google earth application is pretty amazing as well. I've just downloaded a copy, available for free at google. Google earth is not only completely searchable by address, area code, and name; you can also track driving routes, locate specific buildings, and get on-the-ground flicker images of certain locations that have been documented by users. This makes the application not only searchable and transversable, but interactive and user-supported. The graphics aren't as good as the paid version. But that didn't stop me from locating my house... Or my apartment... Go google earth. So it has sort of a freaky panoptic-looking-down-on-myself-looking sort of feeling to it. It's still incredibly awesome. And if you don't mind, I'm going to go play with my new toy.|W|P|112983462972792543|W|P|Google Earth, Maps, My Boring Passions|W|P|10/20/2005 02:01:00 PM|W|P|Blogger incbizz|W|P|If You Are Interested In The Best Safelist Submitter On The Net, Come And See My multi-safelist blaster Safelist Submitter WebSite. Submitterbizz Is The Best Multi-Safelist Blaster, Safelist Submitter and The Best Marketing Safelist On The Net.10/21/2005 12:58:00 AM|W|P|Blogger Midwest Mo|W|P|max! maps rock. i'm glad you love them so. because i think they're pretty cool, as i think you're pretty cool. i met this girl tonight, i hope she calls me. she's a lawyer, who went to yale. i have a meeting tomorrow at 1, so please try to take lunch at noon so we can talk about my fabulous night. for all interested parties, i'm drunk right now and wanna talk to max, but i'll let him sleep. sweet dreams my max love. other certain parties, whom max is aware of, are wack. stop being wack. you're the greatest maxius, and only the greatest deserve the greatest. word.

cheers love,
mo10/21/2005 11:22:00 AM|W|P|Blogger Becca|W|P|man i fucking LOVE google earth!! and heck yes, we should be link buds.10/20/2005 09:06:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|Too much time on my hands? This is the start of a themed playlist, any suggestions? Songs that mention other songs, artists, or pop-culture 1. LCD Soundsystem: Losing My Edge. Ah, the first hit single. Sometimes this song comes on my IPOD when im walking around the city and I get all bouncy and dancy and I sort have to control myself a little bit. This song Makes me want to marry James Murphy perhaps for his biting wit alone:
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent... And they're actually really, really nice.
That, and the fact that he mentions having given Captian Beefheart career advice. Now, who the fuck gives Captian Beefheart a shoutout? 2. Divine Comedy: Perfect Lovesong. Divine Comedy's sort of a great band (or a dude, really...this one dude)With a very flashy website. In this one, he talks about making that perfect lovesong, "With a divine Beatles bassline And a big old Beach Boys sound." And thats just precious. 3. R.E.M.: It's The End of the World As we Know it (and I feel fine) It's one of those songs that everyone sort of knows about 3 lines of, and they get to that part "
Six o'clock - TV hour. Don't get caught in foreign tower. Slash and burn,return, listen to yourself churn. Lock him in uniform and book burning,blood letting. Every motive escalate, blah nah, nah, nah..step down, step down..blah di blah
and then you just trail off. I've only now, in fact, found out what the actual words were. It doesnt really matter, you can sort of make up your own. 4. Bishop Allen: Eve of Destuction. Another ranty-sort of long song, Almost a re-hash of the REM tune above. There's this one really great line in it about "when yor hand in mine becomes dust in dust," which i think just sounds sort of sweet... 5. Saturday Looks Good to Me: The Girl's Distracted. So he talks about the Raincoats. Okee.|W|P|112981977478900787|W|P|Songs|W|P|10/19/2005 02:59:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|Great news! For me, at least, that very shortly I will be the proud owner of a new 12" Mac Powerbook. wow, thats an attractive machine. I've been a pc owner for a long time. But my dell let me down. I've always been looking for something a little friendlier, a little more personable, a little more socialist, a little more steve jobs... And i think this will definitely up my hipster quota by about 9 thousand points. heh. But speaking of hipsters... This might be a really unpopular subject, and I might totally ostracize myself by going any further. No one ever really reads this, though (sorry if you are, I dont mean to invalidate, just a little realism) so I think I should be ok. But I was at the queer bar the other night for a very well-attended party. We were all having fun, drinking and dancing and cavorting and whatnot (perhaps too much drinking, oy) and at points i couldnt help but awe at the phenomenon that seems to have overtaken the tg/dyke/boi/q/? community lately. What is with all the hipster trannie fags? I have a lot of time on my hands, I googled hipster fags. Apparently others have noticed a phenomenon at least among gay men. It seems to be taking over at least a subset of the brooklyn community as well. They're all over, these under-nourished young bois, brandishing huge peircings, tattoos, and alterna-boy names like "Topher" and "Ollie" and "Keenan." They like music no one else does. They read arty novels and poetry. They have lofts in Williamsburg. They are in bands that dont play instruments. They belong to "collectives." I can hear you, my nonexistant reader (and my super-ego), sucking your teeth and calling me a hypocrite.
Max, don't you listen to Bright Eyes and Pavement, you thrift shopping, art-degree holding young white liberal?
This is true, yes. This is true. But I could never live up to the scene. It's hair is too punk, its skin too decorated, its members too attractive and well-informed. Fie, fie on this club I will never be a part of. It's just a rant, and just a confession, that saturday night was, at points, like being back in the third grade, like being the biggest dork in school again. Just goes to show how much i've (not) learned.|W|P|112975433651124778|W|P|Yes that's Right, one day I too will be a privileged member of this mac universe|W|P|10/19/2005 08:19:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|I've been making my lunch every day for about 16 years. One of the rules my parents had when I went to the first grade, besides tying my own shoes and not sucking my thumb anymore (what can I say, I was a slow learner with an oral fixation), was that I make my own sandwich each day. I took immediate pride in this little ritual. I ate basically the same thing everyday throughout grade school: a peanut butter and jelly on oatmeal bread with some carrots or a banana and three cookies (I moved on up to four cookies in the fifth grade). In highschool i switched to cold cuts and lettuce with a granola bar. But I think i have finally done it. I have found the ultimate sandwich for pre-pack lunchtime: --Honey wheat or "Health Nut" bread --Hummus Spread --Thinly sliced cheddar, jarlsberg, or dubliner (if you like a little bite to your cheese) --a generous portion of mesclun lettuce or spinach, you can really never have too much. It packs down pretty well --genoa salami or honey smoked turkey, 2 slices Really, its perfect. The hummus, especially if you toast the bread, tends not to leak through or make a nasty layer of mushy-bread-grossness. This is a phenomenon I had to learn about the hard way. It's never nice to open up your lunch and realize that the apple or whatever fruit you have has left a fruit-shaped indentation of condiment-soaked bread, forfeiting the entire sandwich, and forcing you to eat around it or trade another part of your lunch for something more substantial. Anyway, there's not too much lunch trading in the office world. Recently Mo has caught on to how absolutely awesome this sandwich is. After a couple of weeks of stealing bites, she has finally broken down and now pre-orders her sandwiches to be picked up from me in the morning on my way to work. It costs her a cup of coffee (large, preferably from oren's) and a dollar. I turn about a 20% profit. Not too shabby. But now i'm stepping up my product. For just a dollar more each day, Mo can also get a juice box and some chips or a small bag of carrots (fuck, I have to get baggies on the way home) with her sandwich and granola bar. My profit margin stays about the same. It's just one way in which Max's catering service truly delivers what the customer asks for, the customer being Mo.|W|P|112972942298917532|W|P|Max's Catering Service|W|P|10/19/2005 03:21:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Becca|W|P|Max, you entrepreneur! It sounds like you really found your calling :) Maybe you should offer your services to the whole office, thereby increasing your damn salary. I miss you! Did you go to Enids?10/18/2005 07:55:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P| Awesome Poster on the Way to Work this Morning: "CARNE Y KARAOKE" -at a local wash. heights dominican restaurant|W|P|112964037229996203|W|P|The Way To Work|W|P|10/17/2005 02:28:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|I was reading through the New Yorker this sunday, trying to recover from my saturday night (1. Dont mix vodka and guava, too sweet 2. That last tequila shot is ALWAYS a mistake) and I stumbled accross this really interesting article about a rare map dealer who was caught pinching maps from atlases at the columbia rare books library. The Boston Globe covered it. Because they're dorky, and it happened at Yale. E. Forbes Smiley III had gone to Yale's library in order to do research. He had checked out some books for the reading room, and had gone about his business. Things started to get fishy when one of the librarians found an x-acto blade on the floor. The head librarian was notified, and so she Googled Smiley. His website advertising his antique trade only further aroused her suspicion. Smiley was followed out by a detective, and when the maps from the atlases he had been reading were reported missing, Smiley was promptly searched and arrested. Bam, He had the maps. Now a number of rare books collections are left wondering, "are any of our things missing too?" I mean, they're research libraries, so its not like they can put these things under lock and key. All I can say is "bad boys, bad boys, whatcha gonna do?" This guy looks like he's not gonna have much fun in prison. How would you like to go away for something like that? Anyway, I recommend trying to pick up a copy of last week's New Yorker if you can find it. It was the art issue, so its full of good stuff. In other news, the Mutter museum in philly is having an exhibit on conjoined twins. God i want to see that. Anyone want to go to the most amazing medical museum in the world?|W|P|112957949158638359|W|P|Stolen Maps, Conjoined Twins|W|P|10/17/2005 12:04:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|-Things To do in the next 6 months: rewrite my thesis buy some furniture eat out less often -Topics of Interest: the antique map trade utopia Dubai, just Dubai -Children's Books that we hope will never be written: the children's illustrated guide to taxidermy an early primer on foreign direct investment bobby's first needle -Habits I could change rare, but episodic binge drinking the tendancy to react to social situations in an overly self-conscious manner smoking making unconscious, rude statements in mixed company (ackward) incessant list-making with no purpose|W|P|112957062112343541|W|P|Lists|W|P|10/14/2005 02:13:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P| Today i will say things about music I have been liking a lot lately: 1. Sufjan Stevens. Whoah, Damn. I saw this man and his gigantic band about a month ago in NYC. Go see his website, its very interactive. He's from Michigan, plays a number of instruments, and sings songs about his faith in god. What more could you ask for, really. Good introductory tracks, "Romulus" on Greetings from Michigan, "Kasmir Pulaski Day" and "Chicago" from C'mon Feel the Illinoise. He's also attractive. 2. Otis Redding. So he's been around for a while. More accurately, he wasn't around for that long before he died at age 26. That doesn't mean he didn't produced perhaps the most amazing versions of most soul songs ever composed. I highly recommend "Cigarettes and Coffee," which wasn't actually written by Otis. His version is still the best by far. The less popular "I've Got Dreams to Remember" is very nice as well. I also recommend checking out the Allmusic page for him. They usually have really good info, and can offer nice links to other artists. 3. Old Crow Medicine Show. Odd, a little bluegrass band composed in New York... They're actually real good. Their website, though somewhat lame and cheesy is highly informative. It highlights thier street-to-venue story. Without having to wade through all that crap, just try the song "Wagon Wheel," and I can garauntee that even if you dont like it, it WILL be stuck in your head for about the next 30 years. 4. Pas/Cal. Another band from michigan. I saw them a couple of weeks ago, pretty much on a whim. And it was so good that immediately afterward I went on to amazon and bought both of their EPs, which is everything they seem to have out. They will be coming out with a full-length LP "sometime," as their blog says. It'll be called Citizen's Army Uniform. It will be out on Le Grande Magistery. I will buy it. "What Happened to the Sands" and "Handbag Memoires" are good. Live shows are better. Pas/Cal goes POP. |W|P|112932153707072100|W|P||W|P|10/14/2005 03:58:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Chrissie|W|P|Hi, you have a swell blog here! Without doubt I will visit your site again ! I have a cholesterol books site. It more or less treats a good deal that equates to cholesterol books stuff. If you find the time, please come and check it out.10/15/2005 10:50:00 PM|W|P|Blogger epsmcl|W|P|MAX! I had no idea you have a blog. You are so cute. -e10/13/2005 07:55:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P| |W|P|112920826673216663|W|P||W|P|10/12/2005 09:29:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P|This rain is concerning me. Its been raining for 4 days in New York city and I am about to build an ark. Columbia Campus is a flood zone. I had to ford the path in order to enter today. I also do not own an umbrella, making things extremely wet. This, in a wave of natural disater worldwide, leads me to consider, "does god send killer hurricanes?" of course not. what god?|W|P|112913672845638866|W|P||W|P|10/11/2005 02:15:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|I have too many refrigerators. The unfortunate thing about this situation is that they are not mine to give away. If anyone was misled by the title of this post, I apologize. You can stop reading now. Luckily, I only have two refrigerators at present. There were three at one time, then two, but never one. I've never had simply one refrigerator. There are a couple of ways to deal with this situation: 1. I think the first and most logical choice would be to leave this extra unit out in the hall. It's been three weeks. If my super cannot figure out how to pick it up at this point, it is no longer my dilemma. I would leave it outside his door, but he lives in the basement and I live in a fourth-floor walk up. 2. I could plug it in and utilize it for one of the following: a. The storage of extra frozen food bought at cosco in light of my excess of freezer space b. The storage of bodies c. The sorage of bio-engineered communicable diseases. I know of a project involving bio-engineering for art. Maybe I will contact them http://www.wired.com/news/medtech/0,1286,63637,00.html?tw=wn_story_mailer see it. its a good story. Anyway, if anyone has any other ideas, let me know. Until then. I will find something else to talk about.|W|P|112906381894801061|W|P|Does anyone want a refrigerator|W|P|10/10/2005 02:09:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P| Yesterday was Columbus Day. That is what the picture of Columbus is for.|W|P|112897597338952275|W|P|Why isn't today over.|W|P|10/08/2005 12:56:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P|I've never seen that movie "Lost in Yonkers." In think I should have before I moved there. Or maybe now there would be more nostalgic value. The title says enough. Did you know that yonkers was the birthplace of golf? I dont really believe that. But they have all these banners up boasting the information. Yonkers is, however, the sight of the Nation's first indoor mall, the cross county. Thats a joke in itself. But I'm stuck in yonkers today. I have to wash the car and detail the interior, well enough to sell it. At the place down the street they give you a free oil change with every car wash. So i'm going to get the super-special interior-cleaning car wash. After that, I will probably drive by the raceway, because the parking garage looks like a dynamo set in a flat, open space. I like a good dynamo. Then i could go over to mcLean and walk amongst the irish people for a while. I hate this place. I'm glad I don't live here anymore. There's nothing to do in yonkers whether or not you're stuck there.|W|P|112879501898288582|W|P|Things to do in yonkers when you're stuck in yonkers|W|P|10/08/2005 01:12:00 PM|W|P|Blogger Linda Johnson|W|P|Google Reader
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Find out how you can buy and sell anything, like things related to private road construction on interest free credit and pay back whenever you want! Exchange FREE ads on any topic, like private road construction!10/07/2005 07:55:00 AM|W|P|Max|W|P| Songs on the Way to work this morning: Theologians -Wilco This might be one of the few songs i really love on "A ghost is born." It just wasn't as good an album as "Yankee..." by any stretch of the imagination. But this one sounds a little like uncle tupelo, with some twang. I've been getting in to songs about god lately. Some sort of recovery of faith, or nostalgia for religion. It'll pass. Spinning Away -John Cale, Brian Eno This one's really cheesy. But i've been listening to it for a few months now, and every time i get a little misty. This morning it came on when i was reading a headline about Bush's comments on the "Islamic Empire." The only thing that kept me from really letting loose in the subway station was the distraction of the guy next to me with the comb-over who smelled mysteriously like peaches. The Skin of my Yellow Country Teeth -Clap Your Hands Say Yeah! I'm fine with confessing the fact that i still really like this song and need to hear it every few days.|W|P|112869242576054925|W|P||W|P|10/06/2005 02:10:00 PM|W|P|Max|W|P| Time turns metaphors into things, and stacks them up in cold rooms, or places them in the celestial playgrounds of the suburbs. -robert smithson, quoted in http://post.thing.net/node/459|W|P|112862604831563127|W|P||W|P|