Monday, February 11, 2008
I Went to the Public Library
A lil backstory.
I've been in kind of a personal rut lately, overcome with boredom, unhappy with my appearance and overall having a time that to sum up could be a lot more fun. Long story short I decided to start sewing my own clothes, initiated by the revelation that this spring I will not be wearing any pants, only skirts. Problem is, I'm usually broke, and its hard to find a good skirt these days that I don't have to pay at least forty dollars for. However, its not hard to turn my jeans into skirts or find five dollar patterns and 40% off fabrics at a chain store (see how that plays into the whole money issue? I'm so awesome).
So Saturday in all of my DIY glory after successfully turning two pairs of pants into two skirts that look exactly the same (two different colors, of course, and one of them sewn much better than the other) I decided that perhaps our trusty Hamilton Township Library might have some good DIY sewing books. Its not every day that I think about utilizing the library, but the day before Mike and I had planned on studying there (which we never did) and I have really fond (for lack of a better word) memories of that place from when I was little. My dad used to take me there all the time to get books, and I still honestly believed that the public library is that magical place where amazing things happen that they told me in elementary school.
For some reason before I went I got a coffee. When I got in my car I realized that I probably couldn't bring food or drinks in with me. When I got to the library I walked up to the door with it and saw the NO FOOD NO DRINKS sign like I thought I would and put the coffee back in the car.
Also on the way up to the door (which for those of you who are unfamiliar is a long walk up a hill) I saw two young girls with library books in their hands leaving with their mother. This brought back some nifty little feeling and further induced the notion that this visit to the library after five or so years was going to somehow change my life and who I was. I was completely convinced that I was going to find this treasure trove of information, and I would never have to go anywhere to get any kind of information on anything again.
Its all in my library. I KNOW it is. I FEEL it. Like the young girl feels the cosmos in Katamari.
I go inside, it all looks the same, theres the front desk where you check out, the children's section to the left (I almost walked into it just to remember what it was like to be there), the adult and etc section to the right, and right at the front door the steps to the downstairs area where they have little township get togethers. I took my cousin to one when we were like 11, I thought it would be cool, but he totally thought the dude was lame, it kinda made me feel bad.
So I go to check out the little electronic card catalog and see that every computer except one is being used. I go over to that computer and its just got its windows screen, and I'm pretty much like, fuck this, I'll just browse the shelves, because if memory serves me correctly the crafts are over here near the gardening and VOILA! After about a 10 minute browse by looking like I know what I'm looking for I find the sewing section.
There were about 35 books there, most of them about sewing techniques and making your own patterns. I grab the ones that are about making clothes from old clothes, using your old clothes, making patterns from old clothes, everything that looked like it remotely might help me out without being a technical guide because lets face it, I don't really care how to do special stitching. I took my books, I found a secluded desk, I dropped all my shit, pulled out my notebook and my ipod, turned on some Deerhoof (thanks Greg!) and got excited to have my mind filled with knowledge and ideas.
The first book I opened pretty much set the pace for the next half hour of "research". I was looking at this book, I have the name written down at home i'll update this later, looking at these horrifyingly outdated outfits that I didn't know to laugh at or cry that these things may have actually gotten made in someone's living room. I'll let my favorite piece in the publication speak for itself:
Awesome. Look at that style. Look at that sleeve. Fuckin planets people.
I kind of chuckled and put the book down after I did a thorough front to back scrutiny of what other amazingly horrifying things I could find. There was some great stuff in there; full body jumpsuits, overalls, pure gold.
I kind of got the idea at that point that the rest of these books were going to be as outdated as that one, if not more. My curiosity and my hope pushed me to continue - even though at this very point I realized I was probably doomed.
Something inside of me propelled me to open the Vogue magazine style guide.
I was treated to about 500 pages of this:
sigh.
I spent about 15 minutes leafing through the rest of the books I had - none of them were anything close to what I was looking for - regardless of how outdated the styles looked on everything they were also really tasteless, I mean 70/80s style is one thing, but these were the kind of clothes that Aunt Maureen from Ohio sends you on Christmas that your mom makes you wear when she comes to visit - you know what I'm talking about - you've seen that movie too.
Finally I get up to put the books back, I've admitted defeat at this point and I've decided that while the library might be the place to come for a slew of other ideas for craft projects, gardening, civil war history etc, its just not the right place for fashion tips. The library will have to induce inspiration in me for another project, on another day.
For some reason while I'm putting these books back though I have the urge to look to see if there are any gems that I missed out on, pretty amused by the books I was looking at previously. I find a book called "Make it in Denim". I get excited, half because there has to be some kind of rad 70's outfit in there that I hadn't seen yet, half because I actually expected something good to be in there. What I found was more than I could even hope for.
I laughed out loud at this one. I put it back after I snapped that picture and went back to the car and finished my coffee.
Between the time I sat down to look at the books and the time I got to my car I made it through 12 1/2 of the 13 songs on the Deerhoof album.
Maybe next time, library. Maybe next time.
I've been in kind of a personal rut lately, overcome with boredom, unhappy with my appearance and overall having a time that to sum up could be a lot more fun. Long story short I decided to start sewing my own clothes, initiated by the revelation that this spring I will not be wearing any pants, only skirts. Problem is, I'm usually broke, and its hard to find a good skirt these days that I don't have to pay at least forty dollars for. However, its not hard to turn my jeans into skirts or find five dollar patterns and 40% off fabrics at a chain store (see how that plays into the whole money issue? I'm so awesome).
So Saturday in all of my DIY glory after successfully turning two pairs of pants into two skirts that look exactly the same (two different colors, of course, and one of them sewn much better than the other) I decided that perhaps our trusty Hamilton Township Library might have some good DIY sewing books. Its not every day that I think about utilizing the library, but the day before Mike and I had planned on studying there (which we never did) and I have really fond (for lack of a better word) memories of that place from when I was little. My dad used to take me there all the time to get books, and I still honestly believed that the public library is that magical place where amazing things happen that they told me in elementary school.
For some reason before I went I got a coffee. When I got in my car I realized that I probably couldn't bring food or drinks in with me. When I got to the library I walked up to the door with it and saw the NO FOOD NO DRINKS sign like I thought I would and put the coffee back in the car.
Also on the way up to the door (which for those of you who are unfamiliar is a long walk up a hill) I saw two young girls with library books in their hands leaving with their mother. This brought back some nifty little feeling and further induced the notion that this visit to the library after five or so years was going to somehow change my life and who I was. I was completely convinced that I was going to find this treasure trove of information, and I would never have to go anywhere to get any kind of information on anything again.
Its all in my library. I KNOW it is. I FEEL it. Like the young girl feels the cosmos in Katamari.
I go inside, it all looks the same, theres the front desk where you check out, the children's section to the left (I almost walked into it just to remember what it was like to be there), the adult and etc section to the right, and right at the front door the steps to the downstairs area where they have little township get togethers. I took my cousin to one when we were like 11, I thought it would be cool, but he totally thought the dude was lame, it kinda made me feel bad.
So I go to check out the little electronic card catalog and see that every computer except one is being used. I go over to that computer and its just got its windows screen, and I'm pretty much like, fuck this, I'll just browse the shelves, because if memory serves me correctly the crafts are over here near the gardening and VOILA! After about a 10 minute browse by looking like I know what I'm looking for I find the sewing section.
There were about 35 books there, most of them about sewing techniques and making your own patterns. I grab the ones that are about making clothes from old clothes, using your old clothes, making patterns from old clothes, everything that looked like it remotely might help me out without being a technical guide because lets face it, I don't really care how to do special stitching. I took my books, I found a secluded desk, I dropped all my shit, pulled out my notebook and my ipod, turned on some Deerhoof (thanks Greg!) and got excited to have my mind filled with knowledge and ideas.
The first book I opened pretty much set the pace for the next half hour of "research". I was looking at this book, I have the name written down at home i'll update this later, looking at these horrifyingly outdated outfits that I didn't know to laugh at or cry that these things may have actually gotten made in someone's living room. I'll let my favorite piece in the publication speak for itself:
Awesome. Look at that style. Look at that sleeve. Fuckin planets people.
I kind of chuckled and put the book down after I did a thorough front to back scrutiny of what other amazingly horrifying things I could find. There was some great stuff in there; full body jumpsuits, overalls, pure gold.
I kind of got the idea at that point that the rest of these books were going to be as outdated as that one, if not more. My curiosity and my hope pushed me to continue - even though at this very point I realized I was probably doomed.
Something inside of me propelled me to open the Vogue magazine style guide.
I was treated to about 500 pages of this:
sigh.
I spent about 15 minutes leafing through the rest of the books I had - none of them were anything close to what I was looking for - regardless of how outdated the styles looked on everything they were also really tasteless, I mean 70/80s style is one thing, but these were the kind of clothes that Aunt Maureen from Ohio sends you on Christmas that your mom makes you wear when she comes to visit - you know what I'm talking about - you've seen that movie too.
Finally I get up to put the books back, I've admitted defeat at this point and I've decided that while the library might be the place to come for a slew of other ideas for craft projects, gardening, civil war history etc, its just not the right place for fashion tips. The library will have to induce inspiration in me for another project, on another day.
For some reason while I'm putting these books back though I have the urge to look to see if there are any gems that I missed out on, pretty amused by the books I was looking at previously. I find a book called "Make it in Denim". I get excited, half because there has to be some kind of rad 70's outfit in there that I hadn't seen yet, half because I actually expected something good to be in there. What I found was more than I could even hope for.
I laughed out loud at this one. I put it back after I snapped that picture and went back to the car and finished my coffee.
Between the time I sat down to look at the books and the time I got to my car I made it through 12 1/2 of the 13 songs on the Deerhoof album.
Maybe next time, library. Maybe next time.
Friday, January 25, 2008
Yesterday Was Pet Doctor Day!
Wilma, my dog, had her first visit to the vet as a member of the Schneider family last night. While she was a little frightened she behaved very well. I took her there to get a check up, and to see what was up with her ear scratchin habit. Turns out she did NOT have ear mites like the shelter thought, but she does have very dirty ears and what could be a yeast infection (in her ears!)
Other than that we found out that she is pretty healthy! I also found out that the size of her nipples (they are large) COULD mean that she had puppies, but it could ALSO mean that she is just very well endowed, which sounds like a better explanation to me since big breasts are something that runs in my family, and I am proud to be able say my dog has huge tits too.
Doctor Addler-Bush (or Bush-Addler?) gave me some ear cream which is supposed to help out her ear issue, and taught me how to clean her ears with this liquid cleaner that smells bad and gets everywhere which I need to do once a week. I had the shelter fax over all her information regarding previous tests and treatments, and she goes back to visit in two weeks.
I was very proud of the monster (her nickname)! The only time I think she was very worried was when she initially jumped up onto the puppy elevator (the examining table moves down and up for easy placement of animals) and it started to move. She looked at me with very frightened eyes, but since the tech was hugging her and we were all talking to her nicely I think that she realized that no one was trying to hurt her, and she didn't panic or struggle. She received compliments for that on her check up report card! The vet also complimented my brother and I for adopting an adult dog, something that I am very proud of myself.
The trip was rather expensive, but my brother is helping out with the bill and that means a lot. My brother and I are also looking into perhaps getting puppy insurance.
All in all it turned out well. I will give you an update on her status after we visit in February.
Here's a picture of the healthy girl (and Greg!)
Other than that we found out that she is pretty healthy! I also found out that the size of her nipples (they are large) COULD mean that she had puppies, but it could ALSO mean that she is just very well endowed, which sounds like a better explanation to me since big breasts are something that runs in my family, and I am proud to be able say my dog has huge tits too.
Doctor Addler-Bush (or Bush-Addler?) gave me some ear cream which is supposed to help out her ear issue, and taught me how to clean her ears with this liquid cleaner that smells bad and gets everywhere which I need to do once a week. I had the shelter fax over all her information regarding previous tests and treatments, and she goes back to visit in two weeks.
I was very proud of the monster (her nickname)! The only time I think she was very worried was when she initially jumped up onto the puppy elevator (the examining table moves down and up for easy placement of animals) and it started to move. She looked at me with very frightened eyes, but since the tech was hugging her and we were all talking to her nicely I think that she realized that no one was trying to hurt her, and she didn't panic or struggle. She received compliments for that on her check up report card! The vet also complimented my brother and I for adopting an adult dog, something that I am very proud of myself.
The trip was rather expensive, but my brother is helping out with the bill and that means a lot. My brother and I are also looking into perhaps getting puppy insurance.
All in all it turned out well. I will give you an update on her status after we visit in February.
Here's a picture of the healthy girl (and Greg!)
Monday, January 14, 2008
Oh Yeah! Giraffes!
Dan told me today that he saw a video last night of a Giraffe falling down.
I didn't know that they could! I mean its a giraffe! Its so tall and nifty looking, you don't really think about them being able to fall over. They don't exactly look clumsy. Dan cleared up my disbelief by saying that two giraffes were swinging their necks at each other and one fell down. OOOH! Ok, so the jury is still out on if there are clumsy giraffes falling down for no reason (I would probably be that giraffe), but we do know that they can fall while swinging their necks. Totally believable (have you ever seen how long their necks are!?!?)
So then Dan told me that maybe the giraffe died, he didn't know. It was on mute.
Well thanks to Yahoo Answers, we have solved that mystery:
Poor turtles! But we're not talking about them here, are we.
I went to Youtube to find a video of a giraffe falling down, but I found this instead. The poster describes it as
Enjoy!
I didn't know that they could! I mean its a giraffe! Its so tall and nifty looking, you don't really think about them being able to fall over. They don't exactly look clumsy. Dan cleared up my disbelief by saying that two giraffes were swinging their necks at each other and one fell down. OOOH! Ok, so the jury is still out on if there are clumsy giraffes falling down for no reason (I would probably be that giraffe), but we do know that they can fall while swinging their necks. Totally believable (have you ever seen how long their necks are!?!?)
So then Dan told me that maybe the giraffe died, he didn't know. It was on mute.
Well thanks to Yahoo Answers, we have solved that mystery:
Loren Asks: What happens to a giraffe or an elephant if they fall down?
do they die?
can they get back up?
i just thought of this because i just saw the video of giraffes whacking each other with their heads
Shreyan (who apparently gave the best answer as selected by the questioner) replies: They can get back up. Giraffes fight only for mate, not food. They can stand up more easily, than other animals because they have long legs. Elephants can stand up. They take time, but at any cost, they stand up.
The only animal which cannot get after fallin or getting tilted is the turtle. The struggle for their best to get back to their original position when tilted & sometimes die in starvation in that way.
Poor turtles! But we're not talking about them here, are we.
I went to Youtube to find a video of a giraffe falling down, but I found this instead. The poster describes it as
an elephant and giraffe fall deeply in love in this heart-warming romantic comedy
Enjoy!
Persona 3, Food Adventures
I beat Persona 3 this weekend, except for needing to watch the final fmvs and some talking to people. I logged almost 100 hours of it - and decided to just run through the last month of play. Kind of regret it, kind of don't. Got the boyfriend playing it now though, so I can more than likely live the dream through him.
The ending did not produce as large of an emotional response as the events that happened in the game did, to tell you the truth it ended exactly as I had expected it to, so I guess it was more closure than anything else. I have yet to see the very ending of the game, but the last boss is beaten. So ends a chapter in my life that I am inviting to end with open arms - there are SO MANY other video games I could be playing..
At least until Persona 3:FES comes out.
In other news, I have been going on some food adventures!
First off, the apples.
Mike and I went to the WORLD CLASS Shoprite near the Sbucks he works at for dinner, and while we were there I decided that I needed to buy some damn food. When I went to get some apples I was pretty surprised to find that there were over 10 different kinds of apples. We stood there for about 15 minutes trying to decide which ones to get, but I ended up getting one of four different kinds.
I got Macintosh (sour!) Jazz (tastes like snapple apple!) Pink lady (tart, with a funny aftertaste!) and Stedman (havent had it yet!). So far I have not found the right apple for me (banking on the Steadman by the looks of it) and next trip to that Shoprite I will be getting four different kinds of apples. Pretty soon I will be an expert on what kind of apples I like to eat.
Secondly, French Press!
Mike, for no reason what-so-ever (and this, by the way ladies, is why I am luckier than you) bought me a french press coffee maker from his work. I wasn't being smart enough to realize that when I ground up coffee to use in it that I needed to get it ground in the biggest chunk possible, so I tried to make it using the fine grounds. The coffee pretty much came out like very thick coffee, pretty much espresso-like. I drank some of it and had to throw the rest out. I have decided that I'm going to use up the rest of the coffee (Ubora blend, again courtesy of the boyfriend) thats fine ground in the one cup coffee maker. Which, by the way, kind of stinks, because I only have one mug that will fit in the coffee maker. The rest of the mugs are too tall! So once the fine Ubora is gone I can move on to the special Princeton blend, get that ground thick, and try this french press thing all over again. I'm sure there is some kind of water/coffee special balance that I have to achieve, but thats the best part about it - always an adventure!
Next, I made miso soup from scratch for the first time last week.
The thing that sucks the most about that though is that there is APPARENTLY some kind of secret miso/water/stock combination formula that I don't know yet - so every time I make the soup its a giant experiment of whats going to taste good. Other thing that sucks is that I don't readily keep broth in the house - so I had to use shitty campbell's chicken soup broth which has tons of sodium in it and really threw off the flavor. Other variations of miso soup use fish stock instead of chicken, and different kinds of miso, so there is a LOT of experimentation that is going to be going on over the next few months.
Finally in some kind of celestial breakthrough I found a kind of mushroom that I like! They're called enoki mushrooms, and they're cute AND delicious! I put them in my miso soup and they act as a kind of noodle since they get mushy. They don't really taste like anything, its more of a texture thing, but thats rad!
Like I do with most things, I bought them because they looked cute. Who knew they would be so tasty (in miso) as well!!
The ending did not produce as large of an emotional response as the events that happened in the game did, to tell you the truth it ended exactly as I had expected it to, so I guess it was more closure than anything else. I have yet to see the very ending of the game, but the last boss is beaten. So ends a chapter in my life that I am inviting to end with open arms - there are SO MANY other video games I could be playing..
At least until Persona 3:FES comes out.
In other news, I have been going on some food adventures!
First off, the apples.
Mike and I went to the WORLD CLASS Shoprite near the Sbucks he works at for dinner, and while we were there I decided that I needed to buy some damn food. When I went to get some apples I was pretty surprised to find that there were over 10 different kinds of apples. We stood there for about 15 minutes trying to decide which ones to get, but I ended up getting one of four different kinds.
I got Macintosh (sour!) Jazz (tastes like snapple apple!) Pink lady (tart, with a funny aftertaste!) and Stedman (havent had it yet!). So far I have not found the right apple for me (banking on the Steadman by the looks of it) and next trip to that Shoprite I will be getting four different kinds of apples. Pretty soon I will be an expert on what kind of apples I like to eat.
Secondly, French Press!
Mike, for no reason what-so-ever (and this, by the way ladies, is why I am luckier than you) bought me a french press coffee maker from his work. I wasn't being smart enough to realize that when I ground up coffee to use in it that I needed to get it ground in the biggest chunk possible, so I tried to make it using the fine grounds. The coffee pretty much came out like very thick coffee, pretty much espresso-like. I drank some of it and had to throw the rest out. I have decided that I'm going to use up the rest of the coffee (Ubora blend, again courtesy of the boyfriend) thats fine ground in the one cup coffee maker. Which, by the way, kind of stinks, because I only have one mug that will fit in the coffee maker. The rest of the mugs are too tall! So once the fine Ubora is gone I can move on to the special Princeton blend, get that ground thick, and try this french press thing all over again. I'm sure there is some kind of water/coffee special balance that I have to achieve, but thats the best part about it - always an adventure!
Next, I made miso soup from scratch for the first time last week.
The thing that sucks the most about that though is that there is APPARENTLY some kind of secret miso/water/stock combination formula that I don't know yet - so every time I make the soup its a giant experiment of whats going to taste good. Other thing that sucks is that I don't readily keep broth in the house - so I had to use shitty campbell's chicken soup broth which has tons of sodium in it and really threw off the flavor. Other variations of miso soup use fish stock instead of chicken, and different kinds of miso, so there is a LOT of experimentation that is going to be going on over the next few months.
Finally in some kind of celestial breakthrough I found a kind of mushroom that I like! They're called enoki mushrooms, and they're cute AND delicious! I put them in my miso soup and they act as a kind of noodle since they get mushy. They don't really taste like anything, its more of a texture thing, but thats rad!
Like I do with most things, I bought them because they looked cute. Who knew they would be so tasty (in miso) as well!!
Tuesday, January 8, 2008
Saturday, January 5, 2008
Best Bands That Don't Exist Yet
Dan and I spend a lot of time during the work day trying to find ways to keep us both entertained. Sometimes we do surveys like the ones you find on myspace, but they got boring. We did mad libs for awhile too. Thursday we came up with some really great band names. I decided to share them with you.
Rad Kids Who Also Knit
oyster cracker nut pants
Grounded Astronauts
Bottle Rocket Flight 77
No More Ducks
Scissor Kick Swim Team
Folk Bands
Gene Twist and the Sun Dollars
Solemn Forest
Changing Leaves Changing Minds (this band only put out one EP, then went seperate ways to form bands with better names and more successful, but they had a small follwing in the late 90s.)
The Midwest Maple
Album
Oscar Frontbottom and the Swooners live from the Gabbin' Cabin
dan: one album and they think they're so good they do it live with probably a bowie cover in there
molly: changes or something like queen bitch, a hip tune
dan: kids come to our shows, what of it?
molly: the younger ones like to dance
don't touch the sides
OPERATION
molly: like some kind of daft punk ripoff?
dan: probably. like Clinic
Hissy Fitt and the Flatliners
molly: Hissy Fitt is a rad chick
dan: totally
molly: like, the opposite of beth ditto
dan: she has the exact haircut of Izzy Sparks
The Barn Fire
molly: barn fire is a good one man. like, if there was a band like that, i think people wouldnt think of arcade right away, but they'd probably sound a lot like them
dan: yeah, but you'd be like, these guys are definitely from the country
Needles in Haystacks
Cherry Chee and the Chocolate Mousse
novelty folk band
Grits Again!?
dan: and then hipsters will call them GA!?
the devil's advoCUNT
Winston's Farewell (definately assholes)
the Supermen
Pink Elks
Comedy of Slaughter
Pickles (that could be anything, but probably a three piece pop punk band)
Gary In Diana (like the city, probably a better song title)
Peyton's Arm
lazer guided rocket pussy
Empty Boxes
origami (no capital letter allowed in that one)
My Tears Wrapped in Tissue Wrapped in Your Arms
The Fascination
Understanding Your Body
Swans in Tron (electro folk??)
Enterance to System 42
Octagon Snatch
Israel's Vow
My Teenage Pregnancy
We Will Sing When the King Sleeps
Sonic Euthaniasia
Solution: Lasers
Star District
Foot Long Hot Dogs
Hank Huskee and the Mush
Drama Between the Henchmen
Thunderturd
7th Grade Tour Jacket
The Hobo's Cry
Pizza Town
Pizza Delivery Noize
Pizza Pi
She Smelled Like May 25th
A Noose and Stepladder Fable
Mechanism
the virginia tech hokie pokie against the kansas st. whocares (this isnt a band name but its really funny)
Manilla Fold Her
Acropolis Gateway
Puppy Playground
8th Place Trophy
aaron: speed limit of sound
dan: ::: shrug :::: IDENTIFICATION CONFIRMED
molly: aaron sucks. who invited him to play
dan: he started me on it
aaron: johnny rockstar and the mnemonic devices
Aaron and his Self Loathing Imaginary Friends
Aaron and the Self Loathing Invisible No-Fun Gang
Paper Plate Halloween Masks
Sinisturd
Wheelchair Gary and the Handstands
The Flaming Crips
Dan Stern and the Fighting Spirit of the Non-Jews
Dan Stern and the Too-Shys
An Anagram Solved
Knock KnINTERRUPTING COW
the spotted zebra complex
Jason's Football and the Wishful Thinkings
Jason and the Bummouts
Pico de Gallileo
Lisa Needs Braces
Japan Massive Attack Big Style
DENTAL PLAN
Super Fire Pink Guitar Robot
Uncouth Youth Booth
Planes Falling on the Plains
Handicapped G-Spot
If you wish to use any of these band names please send us money or else we will sue you because they are obviously copyrighted for our protection.
Rad Kids Who Also Knit
oyster cracker nut pants
Grounded Astronauts
Bottle Rocket Flight 77
No More Ducks
Scissor Kick Swim Team
Folk Bands
Gene Twist and the Sun Dollars
Solemn Forest
Changing Leaves Changing Minds (this band only put out one EP, then went seperate ways to form bands with better names and more successful, but they had a small follwing in the late 90s.)
The Midwest Maple
Album
Oscar Frontbottom and the Swooners live from the Gabbin' Cabin
dan: one album and they think they're so good they do it live with probably a bowie cover in there
molly: changes or something like queen bitch, a hip tune
dan: kids come to our shows, what of it?
molly: the younger ones like to dance
don't touch the sides
OPERATION
molly: like some kind of daft punk ripoff?
dan: probably. like Clinic
Hissy Fitt and the Flatliners
molly: Hissy Fitt is a rad chick
dan: totally
molly: like, the opposite of beth ditto
dan: she has the exact haircut of Izzy Sparks
The Barn Fire
molly: barn fire is a good one man. like, if there was a band like that, i think people wouldnt think of arcade right away, but they'd probably sound a lot like them
dan: yeah, but you'd be like, these guys are definitely from the country
Needles in Haystacks
Cherry Chee and the Chocolate Mousse
novelty folk band
Grits Again!?
dan: and then hipsters will call them GA!?
the devil's advoCUNT
Winston's Farewell (definately assholes)
the Supermen
Pink Elks
Comedy of Slaughter
Pickles (that could be anything, but probably a three piece pop punk band)
Gary In Diana (like the city, probably a better song title)
Peyton's Arm
lazer guided rocket pussy
Empty Boxes
origami (no capital letter allowed in that one)
My Tears Wrapped in Tissue Wrapped in Your Arms
The Fascination
Understanding Your Body
Swans in Tron (electro folk??)
Enterance to System 42
Octagon Snatch
Israel's Vow
My Teenage Pregnancy
We Will Sing When the King Sleeps
Sonic Euthaniasia
Solution: Lasers
Star District
Foot Long Hot Dogs
Hank Huskee and the Mush
Drama Between the Henchmen
Thunderturd
7th Grade Tour Jacket
The Hobo's Cry
Pizza Town
Pizza Delivery Noize
Pizza Pi
She Smelled Like May 25th
A Noose and Stepladder Fable
Mechanism
the virginia tech hokie pokie against the kansas st. whocares (this isnt a band name but its really funny)
Manilla Fold Her
Acropolis Gateway
Puppy Playground
8th Place Trophy
aaron: speed limit of sound
dan: ::: shrug :::: IDENTIFICATION CONFIRMED
molly: aaron sucks. who invited him to play
dan: he started me on it
aaron: johnny rockstar and the mnemonic devices
Aaron and his Self Loathing Imaginary Friends
Aaron and the Self Loathing Invisible No-Fun Gang
Paper Plate Halloween Masks
Sinisturd
Wheelchair Gary and the Handstands
The Flaming Crips
Dan Stern and the Fighting Spirit of the Non-Jews
Dan Stern and the Too-Shys
An Anagram Solved
Knock KnINTERRUPTING COW
the spotted zebra complex
Jason's Football and the Wishful Thinkings
Jason and the Bummouts
Pico de Gallileo
Lisa Needs Braces
Japan Massive Attack Big Style
DENTAL PLAN
Super Fire Pink Guitar Robot
Uncouth Youth Booth
Planes Falling on the Plains
Handicapped G-Spot
If you wish to use any of these band names please send us money or else we will sue you because they are obviously copyrighted for our protection.
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