Type your name in my blog comments.
Once you do that, this is what I'll do for you...

1. I'll respond with something random about you.
2. I'll tell you which song or movie you remind me of.
3. I'll pick a flavor of jello to wrestle you in.
4. I'll say something that only makes sense to you and me.
(if possible... if not, I'll say something that only makes sense to me.)
5. I'll tell you my first memory of you.
6. I'll tell you what animal you remind me of.
7. I'll ask you something I've always wondered about you.
8. If you play, you MUST post this on yours. You MUST.

a myspace friend of my band posted a list of cool bands that she's seen in concert. it inspired me to create a list of my own. this list will incluse headliners, as well as opening bands who would later go on to headline their own shows. i'll try and post every band that i can remember. in no particular order, they are:

weezer
no doubt
face to face
placebo
oasis
stone temple pilots
local h
the blank theory
chevelle
from zero
something corporate
the juliana theory
fiction plane
travis
cornershop
green day
the riverdales
blink 182
bush
foo fighters
the verve pipe
elastica
allister
finch
anti-flag
new found glory
incubus
hoobastank
rancid
the mr. t experience
slapstick
rocket from the crypt
andrew w.k.
flogging molly
the forecast
that dog
teenage fan club
handsome
silverchair
poe
seven mary three
the refreshments
the offspring
red hot chili peppers
spacehog
the toadies
metallica
fishbone
filter
goo goo dolls
noise ratchet
piebald
celebrity
day at the fair
bob dylan
willie nelson
sleeping at last
reel big fish
save ferris
...and you will know us by the trail of dead
caviar

more to come as i can remember them. that's 11 years worth of shows and bands i have to mentally dig through.


UPDATE :::2.4.08:::
here are a few more:
wheatus
zebrahead
live

for as long as i can remember, i've always been fascinated by the notion of death; or more so, the idea- the remote possibility- that we can be here one day and not the next. what does it feel like?

ever since third grade, when i had a health lesson that taught us about artery blockage, and how, over time, blockages can lead to complications and sometimes early death, it's on my mind every once in awhile. it'll hit me out of the blue.

most of the time, it's right when my head hits the pillow, before i fall asleep. sometimes, it happens when i'm at work, and i wait on an elderly person or couple. or when someone i know has a new baby, and it reminds me that eventually, that kid is going to replace someone like me.

i've been acutely aware of my existence since i was 9, and i kinda don't like it.

nights like tonight get me thinking about it every once in awhile. the sky is extremely clear tonight, even by peoria's standards, and the stars are out tonight. it looks like a backlit canopy with holes punched in it. (thanks incubus).

clear nights like this offer up a somewhat spiritual connection with everything around me. i just got home from a late night walmart trip, and i leaned against my car and just looked up at everything for about 10 minutes to take it all in. it felt like i could just reach up and grab the blanket and pull it towards me and surround myself in stellar goodness.

nights like tonight make me wish i had someone to share a blanket with and look up at the stars. and if i could, i'd grab a hold of the sky above me, and keep pulling on it, until i could bring back everyone who has passed on before me and just share another laugh with them. my grandma - 14 years ago. my childhood best friend joe chambers - 6 years ago. most recently, my aunt kathy - coming up on one year. and many more.

some might say it's stupid to dwell on such sad moments. "life is for living," they'll say. "remember the good times, and don't dwell on the bad. you've got a lot of living left to do." which brings me back to my original point. what if we didn't?

i'm not like this all the time, but like i said, it will just hit me every now and then, out of the blue. am i the only one who thinks about this kind of stuff?

sorry if i just bummed you the fuck out.

i was thinking today about why, after so many years and so many chances, i don't have a girlfriend. and the conclusion that i came to was that there's a LOT of pressure involved in being a desirable boyfriend.

not to say that it's not worth it. there are many many benefits to being in a good solid relationship. stuff that i had never thought of before i graduated and got away just a little from the college bubble. i've had many chances, and i've blown just about all of them, but why? because i was really that inept at "reading signals"? or because deep down, i'm scared of commitment? maye both.

as a young single guy, work is extremely important. but at the same time, it sometimes feels like i have not enough time to do what i want to do. so why should i rush into giving up some of that time when i do get it?

*head spins*.....no wonder i'm still single. selfish, never. but still single. maybe it's better this way?

i want to learn how to play racquetball. anyone want to help teach me?

also, i joined a fall dodgeball league through the peoria park district. we had our first match last night, and it was a lot of fun. i've learned, almost instantly, that i am a good blocker up front for our speedier people. go figure.

the guys and i are going to practice for the first time since coming back from tour. i'm ready to get back to it, and start playing good local shows again.

it's also funny, i had all these people leave me messages and stuff while i was out of town, and then i get back, and all of a sudden no one talks to me. oh well.

i think i might shave my head again if i have time tonight.

it seems like nothing has gone right on this tour. i really just kinda want to go home. seems like everyone's got someone waiting for them when they get back. not me. one more show to go in nashville, and then i'll be home, back to the grind. sigh.

after today's scheduled doubleheader with the chiefs got rained out, i had planned to make the rest of the day into one where i could not do anything and not feel bad or good about it. i almost made it to the end of the day. tonight i came across an invitation i had gotten to a friend's wedding reception. i remember that date was july 14, because i was suppoed to be in 5 places at once that day and i only made it to 3 of them. so i didn't feel too terribly bad when i didn't get to make it back home for that. no big deal, i thought. i'll just drop her a note before the second planned reception for her husband-to-be's family in utah and tell her i'm sorry i didn't get to make it. that is, until i noticed the date on the second reception: august 12. two days ago. so now i look like the asshole. but i'm not really an asshole in this case. few people know about the ups and downs i experienced at the hands of this girl. few know how i liked her all throughout junior high and high school and never said anything. how a random im in college showed that she liked me too, but had never said anything either. how her friend's second guessing of my feelings for her led her to avoid me, and when i was given a chance to set up a date for us, it ended in sheer disaster. how i got the phone calls, seemingly only when she had a problem or relationship troubles, and how i never once told her that i didn't care. all the while, i played the guy who cared too much and said too little. to this day, i still feel like i never really got a fair chance to tell her how i really felt. and nobody wants to see the guy spill his guts on the heels of an impending marriage. fuck, i'm pathetic. so do i feel bad for not going to the reception or not calling? yes. should i have called and said something? maybe. do i still talk to her? only when i call her, and those calls are becoming very few and far between. do i think i'll ever hear from her again? i don't think it's really up to me anymore. after all is said and done, do i still care for her? you bet.

just how hot is 104º in a swimming pool? just ask my poor shoulders, which still got burnt despite two applications of sunscreen and staying underwater most of the time. oh well, i needed a little more color anyway. at the very least i got to spend an afternoon swimming with some good friends and with a nice summer bbq. i've filled out a few applications for a few local restaurants, in hopes of boosting my monthly cashflow. the chiefs job is great, but definitely not paying all of the bills. well i can't say that. it barely covers everything, including rent and stuff. but it leaves me with about 64¢ (joking!) at the end of month for stuff i need. and it wouldn't hurt to start putting some away in the bank by now. speaking of the chiefs, nomar garciaparra from the cubs is going to be playing in peoria this tuesday through thursday as part of a rehab assignment. yes, these games will sell out. sorry, i can't get you tickets. in other news, apparently "frustratedly" is a word in the english language these days. the context: an article talking about how a 19-year old tennis player won a new mercedes as his tournament grand prize, but hasn't even passed his drivers test yet. ----------------------------------- Gaston Gaudio, beaten 6-3 6-3 6-4 by Nadal, looked on frustratedly after losing in the Stuttgart final for the third time. "He took my Mercedes," the Argentine sighed. "Maybe I'll have to think about another brand." ----------------------------------- oh yeah, i still rule at quake 3 arena.

for giggles today, i entered to win a chance to become a "cj for a day" on some free internet tv music video site called "mania tv". i've never heard of the site, nor do i have any idea what a "cyberjockey" does on any of their programs. i'm guessing it's a throwback to mtv's vj's, who actually introduced music videos back when they still played music. a novel idea, i know. anyway, they're supposed to announce the last two finalists tomorrow. i'm not holding my breath or anything. oh yeah, and i went to eat at china village for lunch today for the first time in at least 3 months. it was good. and because there's a new chinese buffet that opened in east peoria, china village cut their prices to $5 for lunch to try and one-up the competition. bonus.

...only to be with you. but i still haven't found what i'm looking for." and lately i've been acutely aware of my existence. it's like billy joel says, "i'm not sure about life after this, God knows i've never been a spiritual man." there's gotta be something. it really makes me wonder if i'm putting my time to good use. not in the sense of like "are you spending your time in a way that glorifies Him", but more like "am i doing everything i possibly can to be happy with the way i'm living?" i don't even know what i want in a girlfriend, let alone what i want in a career choice or living situation. it's like i tell everyone, i originally came to college to learn how to be a radio dj. but now i don't even listen to commercial radio and i rarely watch tv. i hate the way the businesses are run. so what's left for me? i read an interesting article the other day that makes me feel not so bad about not having a JOB after college. but at the same time, it makes me feel like there's so much out there and i have no idea how to do any of it. as much as i would love to, i know i can't play in a band and work odd jobs forever. so i am currently taking job applications, as to what you think i would be good at. no job too small, no suggestion too ridiculous. i'll take 'em all. that's it for now. my bed awaits me. later skaters.