Two Flat Tires.

Snow.

I am so pumped to dance my ass off tonight, though I found out that Justice, Chromeo, MSTRKRFT and the Shout Out Louds are all playing in NYC this weekend. Sort of wish I was there.



This problem has been solved, thanks to NJ at Amazing Grace. "If it's below 40, wear your coat." You'd think by 27 I would know that.

Dirty on Purpose

...is an awesome band.

Alright, five people who read this: what should i name my comic? Here are my ideas:

-As Yet Unnamed
-Sorry
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Oh hell, i can't think of anymore right now. I'll post 'em when I think of them.

Broad & Chestnut, Center City

10 for 3

-Sensefield "Love Song"
-Playing air guitar and singing "Love Song" while riding my bike
-Gretchen, who manages to look fly always, even in an oversize, ragged Bob Dylan shirt, tight black pants and plastic boombox necklace
-the weather, duh
-prom party!
-Bell's 2Hearted
-Crystal Castle's remix of "Lovers who Uncover"
-text message from Daniel that simply said 'nerd'
-toasted marzipan
-getting a fender for my bike just in time for all the rain

(Sort of) ripping off Found Magazine

I've been doing something really stupid lately; riding down Bardstown in fairly heavy traffic no-handed.

I was in the foulest mood last night when I went to Gretchen's for dinner. She'd invited about ten people over and I was the only person who showed up, so she was in a pretty sad mood too. We ate, drank a growler, talked about Gretchen's love affairs and when I left I'd started to feel better. On the way home I got a HarMar Superstar song stuck in my head and by the time I reached the house I was once again crabtastic. In a fit of self-pity, I got on Limewire and downloaded all the most depressing songs I could think of. Drank some bourbon, Mischa came to get his bike and all of the sudden it was three and my plan of going to bed early was shot.
I felt just as miserable when I woke up. I'm not sure what's going on; the weather, maybe, or not exercising, or spending too much time on the computer or working too much.
There's not really any point to that story. I'm feeling better now.

I haven't had any good ideas for strips lately, so I'm going to do a couple of things that I've found, inspired by a note left at my work yesterday. Pretty bizarre.