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By Chase on Aug 30, 2005 in Pop Culture | 0 Comments

By Chase on Aug 30, 2005 in Pop Culture | 0 Comments
“Let’s talk about rhyme capability
Let’s talk about hip hop versatility
Let’s talk about taking the game beyond
Now how the hell we gon have a battle of wits
Trick you ain’t armed
Let’s talk about love for the game
I mean real love
Back before there was fame
I’m real wit it
I ain’t claiming to reign
But when ya’ll talk about rap
Ya’ll gon [...]
By Chase on Aug 25, 2005 in Quick Hits | 1 Comment
A hurricaney song for u:
The Free Design - Kites Are Fun
By Chase on Aug 24, 2005 in Quick Hits | 0 Comments
OK so the tooth fairy didn’t visit me because I think the dentist blew my teeth to pieces, but I got Percocet.
And yeehaw! Here’s Iowa- and Florida-themed alt-country:
William Elliott Whitmore - Diggin’ My Grave
Bonnie “Prince” Billy - West Palm Beach
By Chase on Aug 23, 2005 in Quick Hits | 0 Comments
That’s a picture taken of me this morning while I was losing my wisdom teeth.
By Chase on Aug 20, 2005 in Pop Culture | 1 Comment
Tonight, I saw Broken Flowers. It stars Bill “Sitting, Dejected” Murray as Ben Stiller’s character in The Royal Tennenbaums. I mean, not really as Ben Stiller’s character in TRT, but he wears the warmups a lot. You might remember Bill Murray, because he is the same guy in Sofia Coppola’s masterpiece Lost [...]
By Chase on Aug 18, 2005 in Pop Culture | 0 Comments
Long-time readers might remember that I once said I would start infrequently posting links to other blogs that I find interesting, worthwhile, or neither. This installment is someone named Rosie O’Donnell, who has begun blogging. I have a few suggestions for her:
Poetry is better suited for an eljay than a real, live blog. [...]
By Chase on Aug 18, 2005 in Quick Hits | 0 Comments
“Who knows what the future holds?” he ponders. “I envision an army of mini-John Darnielles forming a non-NHL hockey league with parity between owners and players, worker-friendly ticket prices, and severe penalties for icing the puck intentionally — you buncha sissies, you!”