wednesday night / a site for sore eyes
choose one: a few recent posts; links to embarassing things; rss was for robots.

<< May 7, 2005 >>
my passport is my voice

we made it to ottawa no sweat. it turns out there is such a thing as too much honesty with customs. when asked what i was doing in canada, i replied that i was trying to find a wife. the look on phil's face at this point was well worth the extra 2 hour wait.

i didn't write down the set list because it was being recorded, but here it is from memory, i think it's out of order and missing something:

the new drummer gets two thumbs up.

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<< May 7, 2005 >>
how i lost my millions

it was like walking into some sort of invrse parallel universe, where every radiohead single i thumbed through i didn't already own. india rubber, lull, they're all here, and in their original packaging!

this morning we discovered evidence of a grand conspiracy by the ribbon industry to inhibit finding cures to aids and cancer. details later.

i need a nap.

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