Urban Honking

Half & Half is the best tiny comfort food diner in PDX, and Robin Rosenberg runs it. She has recently started blogging about it on Urban Honking. Please read the linked entry regarding quips traded with a customer named Dennis. Her anecdotes are as good as her granola. Gosh, Robin, you make awesome granola.

When I lived in Portland, and every fifth band dude approached me on the street to inform me that I knew less about music than he did, or that my writing, opinions, and/or lifestyle choices “sucked shit,” I always wagered that if I was a man, no one would ever try to run up on […]

Cuz we started watching season three (thank you bittorrent, thank you Nicety Nels), I’ve been doing a little more RE-SEARCH, and discovered Michael K. Williams is a man of my own heart: “I was very content with dancing. My dream was just to become a Janet Jackson background dancer so I could work with Janet.” […]

Man… I wanna give this dude a hug now. I really dug “BLack Betty” and a whole buncha other tracks, too. You are impeccable musicians. I am sorry Dave Chappelle is crazy. [thanks to Alex Pappademas for the link]

My sentiments exactly. It was also fun sending taunting texts to said eye-rolling rap crits across the way, i.e.: “WHAT, YOU DON’T LOVE HIP-HOP?” and/or “WARM IT UP! MAKE IT HAPPEN!” during that 25 minute guitar solo. JAMMING! or as nick said at one point during the night, “HACKEYSACK!”

If I had been thinking, I would have asked P-Murder to play my birthday. Fortunately, they are playing Twee Zone on the 20th, which is where I’ll be with my crew after the morning jog, the DJ-related beer garden in Queens and the matinee of the Da Vinci Code (saturdays rule). Absurdity is the name […]

fuck jadakiss for being on paris hilton’s album. actually, fuck the senate instead or more.

Today is the second day I have been 30. I canceled work and therapy and wandered around outside alone, which is the activity I have spent the most total time doing since I moved to New York. Water’s great gift is weightlessness. Age’s great trick is that the longer you go, the more lonely you’ll […]

One nice thing about my birthday is that no matter how old I get, damita jo will always be exactly ten years older than me.

thank you nick for reminding me that a slide whistle by any other name is still a slide whistle