Cryphy of Christmas Past

These are from Cryphy a few back...there is a lot of funny shit going on in the background of a lot of these pics. If memory serves me, this is the night a certain Charles T. Tommerdahl (Dude, you remembered my name) took to ladies to the Graves. Or rather, they took him.

Jump. Or. This is where I live

Random night a couple months ago. I don't know what sparked it, but I do know our upstairs neighbor stopped in and started doing it too.

I am still so hyped on this.

Interneting at Spyhouse was so needed tonight. I got through a pile of work, got to listen to some great music, and got some blogging in. Plus I got prank "texted" like a hundred times...and that was pretty fun too.

Listening to this was a great part of the night:
Be still for a second while I try and try to pin your flowers on
Can you carry my drink I have everything else
I can tie my tie all by myself
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Oh we’re so disarming darling, everything we did believe
is diving diving diving diving off the balcony
Tired and wired we ruin too easy
sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave

Hold ourselves together with our arms around the stereo for hours
While it sings to itself or whatever it does
when it sings to itself of its long lost loves
I’m getting tied, I’m forgetting why

Tired and wired we ruin too easy
Sleep in our clothes and wait for winter to leave
But I’ll be with you behind the couch when they come
On a different day just like this one

We’ll stay inside till somebody finds us
Do whatever the TV tells us
Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz for days
We’ll stay inside till somebody finds us
Do whatever the TV tells us
Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

So worry not
All things are well
We’ll be alright
We have our looks and perfume

Stay inside till somebody finds us
Do whatever the TV tells us
Stay inside our rosy-minded fuzz

So worry not
All things are well
We’ll be alright
We have our looks and perfume on

Best Blog of the Week (Take 7)

What a week for the blogs.

Sorry.

Ok, here they are...

Duh:

Sometimes words are better than pictures.
Everything was so right in Michelle's neck of the internet this week:
She's on the list!
This photo alone would have done it...all hail the kneepad. and the vomit.
Best blog of the week is one of my favorite new things to blog about, simply because it gives me an excuse to excessively peruse the blogs of my friends. Ya'll may not know it, but I check in on you (web stalk) you daily. I'd like to see more out of Cody (I know you're busy), Lauren (no excuse) and Sam specifically. Mike - I don't want to IM me tomorrow about not getting nominated...the Plat is killing it, just not hard enough this week.

That being said, there were many stand out blogs to choose from this round. Typoscura offered a lot of promises, let's deliver on those roomie. Michelle offered lots of pretty things to look at, and lots of things to covet; while soggybagel made me laugh (yet again). Let's be real - Ryan's blog has been elevated to new heights now that Mike On Vocals has been introduced to the world; but the real winner this week has to be the one and only WEEZE! Had they removed the line "filled with dicks" there was good potential for Mr. Damiano to take the BBOTW prize again...but they wouldn't concede. Louisa's blog has reached new levels of enjoyable, pictures, prose, and shitty music lists kept me entertained.

Speech.

Behind The Scenes Part 2

Finally, out of post-production...

I smell a Grammy nomination. I heard it's at the top of the charts in Japan.

VH1 Behind the Scenes Presents...

The Girl:The Dog:
The Lyrics:
The Band:
Sam Cassidy:
Ryan Damian:
Michael Munzenrider:

Making the magic happen, one night (train) at a time.

Sunday Dinner, December 14th, 2008

So we didn't take Sunday Dinner pics last night, since we were at the BLB...I figured I could throw a few more up this morning for all to enjoy...so enjoy!