I got a compass in my heart

First we ate...

... then there was an appearance by the "dirty uncle" ...

... followed by some drunken sailors ...

... and finally it was time to go...

....and listen to listen to him.

The first time I saw him play I was alone at a bar.

My friends had run off in search of faster tunes while I stayed behind and fell in love with lyrics. He sings songs that evoke old memories, intimate little stories that draw you in and remind you of all the stories you have locked away.

... and when he sings everyone seems to stand a little closer ...

.... smile a little longer ....

.. hug their friends a little longer...

... and go out and maybe even make some new ones ...

..

i may be a little darling gal of yours

i may be a fool to act the way i do
even though i'm crazy, i'm still a fool for you
so grab my hands, let's go dance, baby you've got to see
letting loose ain't that hard so come get wild with me
- Those Darlins

Busan to Haiti

More than just a night of "sending "feelings" to babies who need "food" ...

Lhasa

RAD CITY Sssighborggg + Mineri + Lhasa -- art show -- HDC -- dance party

.... because the last party was just so much damn fun. Whynot do it again?

Come listen to amazing things...

Come get your copy of the latest Hot Dog Catalog

Come dance with me.

What about little microphones?

"What about little microphones? What if everyone swallowed them, and they played the sounds of our hearts through little speakers, which could be in the pouches of our overalls?

When you skateboarded down the street at night you could hear everyone's heartbeat, and they could hear yours, sort of like sonar.

One weird thing is, I wonder if everyone's hearts would start to beat at the same time ...

... like how women who live together have their menstrual periods at the same time, which I know about, but don't really want to know about.

That would be so weird, except that the place in the hospital where babies are born would sound like a crystal chandelier in a houseboat, because the babies wouldn't have had time to match up their heartbeats yet.

. And at the finish line at the end of the New York City Marathon it would sound like war."
Extrememly Loud & Incrediably Close
Jonathan Safran Foer

Up in my lonely room when I'm dreaming of you, and you, and you...

Dear Vince,


I'm still not entirely sure how we met you or your little Zac Efron friend as the details of how Saturday night became Sunday morning are still a little hazy...

... but  you really should have known we were trouble from the moment you saw us ..

... but you liked us anyway...

... and brought us all home ...

.... and it was fun ...

.. and I think we're all a little sorry about that thing with the cops and your neighbours, or if we insulted one of your tall lady friends ...  But I can’t say I’m all that sorry about lounging around your room all day with my friends. You might have climbed a mountain that day, but I think you missed out on all the fun.

.... and the feast ...

.... and the giggling ...

"if the weekend was a chair, he'd sit on it ...and never get off"