I can now officially name my Golden Goddess of the Month, to go along with my Golden God of the Month, Joel Thomas (some people thought I meant Joel Richlin…um, hell no). This month’s Golden Goddess is my friend Heidi Lesch, for giving me her 4th row Ani ticket when she couldn’t make it down ...

This is concert week for me. Fountains of Wayne, who I saw Friday night, put on a very good show at the Double Door. Getting to the Double Door, however, didn’t work out so well when a certain person who shall remain nameless (but not linkless) borrowed my car, parked it ass-far away, and didn’t ...

Since Mark’s weblog has been pronounced dead for some time (though he told me he’s tried to resurrect it, but Blogger has foiled him repeatedly), I’ve decided to do a wee bit of Utah-bashing in his stead. I talked to him earlier tonight, and he mentioned that he got the call from his folks that ...

My heat hasn’t been working particularly well for the last few weeks. I got tired of my landlord sending the super, who clearly can’t fix the heat, over to try and fix it again and again, and finally, after threatening him with calling the health department on him, he called a professional heating guy. The ...

So, finally, my trip to Iowa to see Wilco. Sometime in early September, shortly after I had my wisdom teeth pulled, my friend Jack asked, hey, do you wanna go see Wilco in Iowa City in November? Since I didn’t know my schedule and I was on lots of nice happy painkillers, I thought this ...

I’m way too wiped to write about Iowa right now. You’re just going to have to wait until tomorrow. Nyaaaaaah.

I respectfully request that people stop sending me that goddamn scary picture of Michael Jackson that’s been floating around the internet. I had at least five people send it to me yesterday, all referencing different sites. It is the scariest picture ever. It was taken as he testified yesterday in his defense against a lawsuit ...

Whilst inputting reciepts from my trip to Iowa (details forthcoming), I ran across a gas reciept from the Kum ‘N’ Go gas station we stopped at in Iowa City, and I started giggling. Kum ‘N’ Go is evidently some sort of Iowa chain, since one of my ex’s friends, who goes to college in northwestern ...

Read the first item here, then click the link to the video. God bless the internet for making this available to everyone, everywhere, anytime, instead of just the people who were watching Fox News Channel when this happened.

I’ll be in Iowa the next couple of days, doing a bit of getting the fuck out of Evanston and seeing one of my favorite bands, Wilco, perform for zealous Iowans. I’m sure corn will somehow be involved in the story I tell upon my return at 4am on Monday. So no updates for a ...