My god, my god...why have I forsaken this blog.

My apologies to the two automated search engines that "read" my blog looking for advertising opportunities, but it has been a very, very long time since I've thrown up all over the internet (aka blogged.)

Not a whole lot is new to report in my online world. Summer is very near (the repeated 50degree/65degree weather proves it) and so much of my time has been occupied with social outings and romantic endeavors.

Work has been uninteresting to say the least, which is interesting considering that we're going through much turmoil and layoffs should be happening any day (and surprisingly should've in the last few weeks.) What is to happen to my near and dear workplace. Who knows. I hope to last through it but alas Starbucks has really good benefits.

Movie season has begun, and I'm doing okay on keeping up. So far, I've seen Forgetting Sarah Marshall (***), Indian Jones (***) and Iron Man (****.5). What I'm really waiting for are The Dark Knight and Wall-E. All of them have been thoroughly entertaining and pretty damn fabulous, but it's only gonna get better. Go see 'em, I implore you.

On the music front, the last month has been filled with concerts and now that Festival Season is heating up, I'll be fully vested in my musical interests.

Early this morning, actually, I got this idea. I play no musical intruments. But could I pull a Paris Hilton and make myself totally buzz worthy before I even learn to play, thus cementing my place in rock'n'roll history? Not likely, but it's a nice thought.
God I wish I had zero student loans so I could pursue music? Hell, I wish I would've known that my job at work would so often lead me to spacing off in music law law land.

Last night I went and saw Death Cab for Cutie at Millennium Park... good show, a bit cold. My highlight, surprisingly, wasn't the show but one of the security guards. After unsuccessfully seeking out a spot to smoke and being told that the entire Pavillion was non smoking, I surrendered my cravings. Until I saw everyone else on the lawn smoking of course. So I had a few. I think it was number two that, despite being in the middle of the lawn, was approached by a security guard. I thought he was going to ask me to put it out, but instead, all he said was "Your smoking is bothering the people behind you.' My response was "Okay" as I looked around to find the people behind, in front and to each side of me smoking.

I'm not quite sure he's in the right profession as he was the most passive-aggressive security guard I've ever had the pleasure of quareling (oh I'm sorry, discussing disagreements) with. But it was funny. I totally now want to write a skit about the Passive Aggressive Security Guard.
But I won't.

However, if I do, I'll pass it on here to you.

Beyond that, discs to make sure you check out are:
1. Cut/Copy: In Ghost Colors
2. The Presets: Appocalypso
3. Walter Meego: Voyager
4. The Ting Tings: We Started Nothing
5. Midnight Juggernauts: Dystopia
6. South: You Are Here
7. The Last Shadow Puppets: The Age of Understatement
8. Bitter:Sweet: Drama
9. Death Cab for Cutie: Narrow Stairs
10. Aimee Mann: @#x%x*! Smilers

That should keep you happy for summer. Or at least until I have something else to offer, which I'm sure will happen.

Best -
j