Zach Oooh!n
You just say 'that's that', and that's that.
From From Greil Marcus' Column on Salon.com:
5) San Francisco Giants vs. St. Louis Cardinals, National League Championship Series, Game 3 (Fox, Oct. 12)
At Pac Bell Park in San Francisco, as a man in the bleachers had a home run bounce off his hands for the second time, a camera picked up a shirtless man sitting behind him, his mouth hanging open. One announcer speculated that the shirtless guy was dumbfounded that rubber-hands had blown two chances in a row. A second announcer noted that shirtless was wearing headphones, and the camera pulled in: The guy wasn't surprised, he was completely zonked. "He must be listening to the Grateful Dead," said the announcer. Someone back at Fox World Domination put on an impossibly vague Dead track (Deadheads would call it abstract), with Jerry Garcia whispering "odelay" over and over as guitar notes struggled to take shape and then died like minnows and the tune went on and on and the face of the man in the headphones never changed.
That's some funny ass shiz.
I also forgot to include Rick in my list from yesterday, which is weird cos he had by far the funniest story which is weird cos his roomate's dog (not naming any Petes I mean names) ate his contact case along with his contacts and he had to put in one old contact and drive one-eyed to Lenscrafters and then had to buy new glasses and order new contacts and then had to eat alone at Golden Nugget which he described as "the loneliest experience ever" and the receptionist at Lenscrafters was hot so he didn't mind that and I laughed.
Sorry, Rick.
Yesterday I spent five hours writing and researching for four pages of typed text. Graduate school rules.
Next five: "pollyana" by frisbie; "all the pretty girls go to the city" by spoon; "here, my dear" by marvin gaye; "here, a deer" by lois lane; and anything by abilene not featuring that trumpet player.
In the (office) stereo: Pavement--Slanted and Enchanted reissue.
You just say 'that's that', and that's that.
From From Greil Marcus' Column on Salon.com:
5) San Francisco Giants vs. St. Louis Cardinals, National League Championship Series, Game 3 (Fox, Oct. 12)
At Pac Bell Park in San Francisco, as a man in the bleachers had a home run bounce off his hands for the second time, a camera picked up a shirtless man sitting behind him, his mouth hanging open. One announcer speculated that the shirtless guy was dumbfounded that rubber-hands had blown two chances in a row. A second announcer noted that shirtless was wearing headphones, and the camera pulled in: The guy wasn't surprised, he was completely zonked. "He must be listening to the Grateful Dead," said the announcer. Someone back at Fox World Domination put on an impossibly vague Dead track (Deadheads would call it abstract), with Jerry Garcia whispering "odelay" over and over as guitar notes struggled to take shape and then died like minnows and the tune went on and on and the face of the man in the headphones never changed.
That's some funny ass shiz.
I also forgot to include Rick in my list from yesterday, which is weird cos he had by far the funniest story which is weird cos his roomate's dog (not naming any Petes I mean names) ate his contact case along with his contacts and he had to put in one old contact and drive one-eyed to Lenscrafters and then had to buy new glasses and order new contacts and then had to eat alone at Golden Nugget which he described as "the loneliest experience ever" and the receptionist at Lenscrafters was hot so he didn't mind that and I laughed.
Sorry, Rick.
Yesterday I spent five hours writing and researching for four pages of typed text. Graduate school rules.
Next five: "pollyana" by frisbie; "all the pretty girls go to the city" by spoon; "here, my dear" by marvin gaye; "here, a deer" by lois lane; and anything by abilene not featuring that trumpet player.
In the (office) stereo: Pavement--Slanted and Enchanted reissue.
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