And of course these actually occured to me at the (in)appropriate times.
Pertaining to funerals it's pretty inappropriate to get SNL's "Dick in a Box" stuck in your head.
Pertaining to a conversation about drunk driving with my dad.
Dad: I can't have another. I'm driving. Me: Tell you what dad, just find a homeless guy and offer him a few bucks to drive you home. It's not like he has anywhere to go once he gets you to your destination.
What: The Elements- Hip Hop Showcase (Hip-Hop/Rap, R&B/Funk) Where: McAlister Auditorium (Tulane University - 6823 Saint Charles Avenue, New Orleans, LA 70118, 504-865-5000, Map) When/$: Thursday, Apr 26, 2007, 8:30 pm $30.00 A Hip Hop showcase featuring Digital Underground, The Pharcyde, The Cosmic Funk Allstars with Doodlebug and Ladybug Mecca of Digable Planets. Also locals DJ Real and Impluss.
As vapid and trite as it is, I like that "Girlfriend" song by Avril Lavigne. The production is very well done and it's quite frankly is just fun (for me) to listen to if I pay no attention to the words that came out of her mouth.
I was gonna label this post "Guilty Pleasure" but I'm not guilty.
You don't get very many first experiences at my age.
Or at least I don't.
Steph and I did however get to wake up at approximately 3:15 this morning to the house shaking, wind roaring, and lights flashing outside. The lights flashing accompanied by an electrical sizzle and then a small explosive pop. It was such a foreign way to wake up that it took us quite some time to figure out what was happening. It wasn't an alien invasion.
I got to experience being in my very first tornado.
I'm still shaken up. I'll post more later. (probably with pics)
