better luck next time, 2008

best songs....
m83 - kim & jessie
black rebel motorcycle club - weapon of choice
cat power - metal heart (redone for jukebox)
department of eagles - phantom other
lil wayne - mr. carter ft. jay-z

best albums....
atlas sound - let the blind lead those who can see but cannot feel
department of eagles - in ear park
nick cave & the bad seeds - dig lazarus dig!!!
karl hector & the malcouns - sahara swing

best movies....
the black knight, pretty much by default. i can't even remember seeing anything worthwhile this year.

resolutions....
listen to more music
read more books
not lose my shit once the cockroaches return in the spring

unfair

there should be a law against having a gym and a chik-fil-a in the same plaza. i walk through the parking lot and all i can smell is heaven, also known as french fries. do not sap what little willpower i possess, aggressively-hyphenated fast food chain!

all y'all

i spent my first christmas here with two australians and buck the texan on the back patio of mcelroy's pub. it felt like any other day, really.

my little tree. can you spot the theme?

i figured i'd keep one tradition alive, which is cranberry scones on christmas morning.

a present from my family.

and finally, my favorite christmas song.

	Tom Waits - Christmas Card From A Hooker In Minneapolis
	Found at skreemr.com

how to start the day

i just got a fist bump from a little old man wearing a kangol hat and sunglasses. AWESOME.

use it in context

this morning i made a peanut butter and fluff sandwich (official state sandwich of massachusetts of course) to share with my australian friend michelle. she had never heard of this combination, whereas spaghetti between two slices of bread is normal.

it was glorious. it tasted like home. then as i left work tonight, it started to snow. i got confused. this is still texas, right?

this is not what i signed up for. yesterday it was 70; let's do that again. everyone is freaking out about the roads, which is hilarious to me, so i've decided to stay at home under my blanket and edit the following video. it's short (the rest of it shall remain shrouded in mystery), but it is a classic: andie being andie, dave complaining about massachusetts, mike being informative, shady 'yeeeeee'-ing in the background, and me just laughing.

over- lefts

my house has turned into a canine rest home. i dogsat over the weekend for two little old men; oliver looks like a baby wolf but is actually thirteen years old, and bentley is pretty much geriatric. they are just like that gay guy from boondock saints: they just want to cuddle. it made writing my statement of purpose a little more tolerable.

this scarf was a christmas present for my mom... two years ago. i just finished it... yesterday.

guess what's making a comeback? oh yes. the hamburger shirt. saved from the goodwill pile back in mass. i will wear it to torture dave.