Does that image just not fill you with LOVE?! I’m seeing Billy Joel and Elton John in concert tonight. I paid $100 a ticket to undoubtedly be in the nosebleed section of Conseco Fieldhouse. The sound will probably be bad. The beer? Expensive. I thought about this when I signed on to ticketmaster that Saturday [...]
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Christmas in August
Under the summer stars last night, it was suddenly Christmas morning, and I was five years old, and the lawn was a set of stairs, and at the bottom was the most glorious Christmas tree you’ve ever seen — Radiohead.
Setlist:
01. 15 Step
02. Bodysnatchers
03. There There
04. All I Need
05. Pyramid Song
06. Nude
07. Weird Fishes/Arpeggi
08. The Gloaming
09. [...]
American Blog Posse
The first time I ever went to Indianapolis was with my parents in the mid-nineties. I was in a regional dance competition called “Showstoppers,” or “Highsteppers” or “Tappy Tappers” or something equally absurd-sounding. I was thirteen and had just discovered Tori Amos. (That was just naive enough to NOT notice the phallic mushrooms on the [...]
It’s Alright, Bob. (You’re only aging.)
Melanie [] and I saw Bob, as in Dylan, last week at White River State Park, downtown Indy. Many of you know that I adore Dylan, although I would argue that I am a mere fan compared to some bob-obsessed fanatics that I have met. I went into the situation knowing that Bob is old, he’s kind of ragged, [...]
drunk and wearing flip-flops on fifth avenue
Me, Jody, and Rufus.
One year, three months, three weeks, and two days ago, Jody and I saw Rufus Wainwright in Ann Arbor. We fucking MET him. Here is the proof, taken on a disposable camera and scanned with my cheap-ass scanner which I got on discount for fifteen bucks.
Rufus Wainwright is one of the [...]
“FINGERBANGIN’!”
I forgot to mention that I saw The Wreckers at Jake’s (formerly known as “The Tap,” formerly known as “Axis,” which I will always refer to as “Cracksis”) last Wednesday with Curtis and Toby.
It had been such a crappy day up until that point — what with my electricity being turned off and me cleaning [...]
Bloomington to Indy is a mere fifty miles…
…that doesn’t mean there cannot be gratuitous picture-taking.
Crosby, Stills, Nash, and Young played the Verizon Wireless Music Center in Noblesville on Saturday. (By the way? I decided I pretty much want to live at the Verizon Wireless Music Center. I just want to set up nice little domicile and watch shows and feast on $7.00 beers. [...]
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Application and cover letter to Kinsey, check and check.
It went a-little sumthin’ like, like, a-like this:
Dear K.I.,
I need a job. I gots da qualifikashunz.
And I like sex.
Love,
Jenn XOXOXO
More than anything it would be fun to come home at Christmas time to say to my entire family, “Yeah, I live with my boyfriend — in sin! – and [...]




