August 2008
9 posts
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Check out my mom’s store, and for chrissakes, buy something.
We're called the Su-Su-Sudios
So, me and Danielle are always talking about the songs our band will play, and where we will tour and what drugs we will abuse, but of course we don’t even have a band. Or at least, we DIDN’T!
On Sunday Danielle, Eric and Big Baby came over to my “studio” and we laid down some fat mixes with cello, banjer and geetar. I think that our goal is to put together an hour or...
“COFFEE?! What you need is a BEER!”
– Random, rowdy dude with a case of beer at 2pm.
Dang! It's like Chris'mas mornin'!
So, my next door neighbor of two years is moving out and she put a bunch of shit out on the curb for people to take if they want. Since its arrival, I’d been looking at the floor lamp because mine is recently deceased. My mom told me I better “git out there and git it!” but I felt a little weird going through her stuff while she was still actively moving, since anything I...
The Next Barbara McClintock or Emmylou Harris?
So, I while ago added an entry called “POOP!” which relayed my frustration with myself for wasting my summer. Since then I’ve pretty much turned my office into a home studio and I’ve actually started recording a few demos. I’m almost done with one which is a cover of a folksy song my dad wrote a while ago. I’ll add it when it’s done, of course.
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No one likes a fatty fatty no friends
You might know that I work in a lab that studies the biochemical mechanisms of type II diabetes and other metabolic syndromes. One of the projects going on in the lab involves feeding people for a month and looking at how stuff changes (like gene expression and shit). This study is somewhat invasive because it requires two muscle biopsies and lots of blood work and so it has pretty nice...