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Following Jules' lead, here are my:

Top Ten U2 Songs

10. (TIE) The Ground Beneath Her Feet/One

9. The First Time

8. Stay (Faraway, So Close!)

7. Until the End of the World

6. Lady With the Spinning Head [Extended Dance Mix]

5. Where the Streets Have No Name

4. Zooropa

3. Running to Stand Still

2. Bad

1. All I Want Is You

It's pretty hard to pick from such a tremendous catalogue of music. These are mostly the songs that continually hit me each time I hear them. Even then, the order is prone to change every time I listen to them. Except for the top two, I still think those are the best two songs they've ever put together. Suprisingly, the CD with the highest number of songs on there is Zooropa. Of course, I've thought for a while that it's probably their best CD (not counting Joshua Tree). Not suprisingly, no songs from Boy.

posted by Jason | 9:26 PM
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Good Luck, kid...

...you're gonna need it

posted by Jason | 11:34 PM
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An Exaggeration of the Hole That Formed In My Sock

posted by Jason | 2:29 AM
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Foolproof

I have a lot of bizarre streams of thought that run through my head when I'm trying to go to sleep. Actually I probably have them even when not trying to sleep. I was thinking through one the other night/morning that started formulating the day before I flew home for Christmas last year.

I had watched one of the Discovery Channel's "You'll All Die!" Specials right before going to sleep. You know the kind: The giant volcano beneath Yellowstone, huge meteors plummeting towards our planet, flu epidemics, whatever. This one was on the tsnumani from last year and how the fault line between the Pacific plate and North America will rupture eventually; "It could happen tomorrow, it could happen in a 100 years, we just don't know." (Thanks for the scary non-info) Well, when this thing goes off, they predict a 8.0-9.0 earthquake will hit Seattle lasting around 5 minutes; "Nothing can withstand that type of quake. (Looks at screen) Nothing." I'll show you, mister! I laugh in the face of your probably well-informed opinion!

Earthquake plan:
Inevitably, the earthquake will hit while I'm sleeping. It doesn't just want to kill me, it wants to piss me off. So everything will start shaking, being the natural consequence of the Earth's crust moving. (Side thought: Someone should make a music video about an earthquake, but instead of shaking, everything starts dancing to its rythym! Not someone in fact, but me! Why, I could build a Christmas tree! No one steal that idea, by the way.) Okay, so everything's moving. My building is probably gonna withstand a bit more since it's newer. But if it starts collapsing on me, then I'm a goner. A two or three-story building, yeah I could get out of that rubble, but six-stories...well, I just haven't reached that level yet. So I need to get outside. My staircase may have collapsed and even if it didn't I will hurdle my loft wall and land on my couch (Amazing!) then bolt out into the street.

All will be chaos- sirens screeching, chunks of concrete slamming into the pavement, everyone in pajamas. The tall buildings will be collapsing, but no more than a one-block radius. Thus, I will run west (towards the 2-story buildings- remember I can deal with that rubble) navigating the shifting streets with utmost aplomb, grabbing the crying girl and cowering dog who have somehow lost their way. Once to the Pacific Science Center, I will set up a rescue zone around the Space Needle. It's fallen over, but I will have people begin constructing a tarp to lay over it's broken frame; voila, rescue tent!. Then, after the shaking subsides, I and a few beat cops will help the bewildered pajama-clad Seattlites to our 'safety zone' (I don't think the tsunami wave would find it's way inland to Seattle, but if so, this plan would need an addendum.)

Nighttime will eventually roll around and the beat cops and I will be sharing a much needed cup of coffee ("who can sleep at a time like this?") Ernie, he's one of the cops, has been searching around for the owner of the dog I saved.

Me: "What'd ya find, Ern?" (I call him Ern)
Ernie: "No one seems to know. Guess you can keep him."

I name the dog Quakey.

posted by Jason | 5:03 PM
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Guffaw

Two quotes that have made me laugh out loud in the last 12 hours:

• From Dave Eggers' A Hearbreaking Work of Staggering Genius:
  
  "Oh these fat kids. Look at these kids, these little porkers. Is that a genetic thing? Disgusting, the existence of fat kids."
  


• From Pitchfork's interview with Neko Case:
  
  Pitchfork: You seem like somebody who would be especially annoyed by the "American Idol"-ization of modern pop.
  
  Case: You mean the horrible singing?
  
  Pitchfork: Yes.
  

Both good reads if you haven't already...

posted by Jason | 10:56 AM
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I Just Like the Sound

Lesson in Stupidity #43: Turning my washing machine on for a full cycle...but forgetting to put any clothes in it.

posted by Jason | 10:28 PM
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Candy is Dandy

The Rite-Aid across the street has all Hershey Brand candy bars on sale for 29 cents- I think I'll clean em out. And then have some delicously hot coffee...

posted by Jason | 5:45 PM
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Play Ball...or at Least Try!

Well, tomorrow will bring Opening Day for the 2006 season of Baseball (that's Stick-and-Bag-Ball for all you foreigners.) I always get psyched for the season, though I often question why. The reason being that my favorite team is that bastion of underacheivement- The Kansas City Royals! We managed to pick up a few veterans who should help out the youngsters and also cause much mispronunciation: Reggie Sanders, Scott Elarton, Mark Grudzielanek, and Doug Mientkiewicz. Let's see what else is happening with the team. Oh, look - Mike MacDougal and Mark Redman are on the DL already and that 'savior' of our pitching staff Greinke has gone AWOL (somewhere in Florida last I heard.) My goal, since I secretly wield complete control of the organization, is for us to go 70-92. If you think that sounds like a crappy goal, just take a look at what our team has 'acheived' the last couple years.

Now for my prediction: The Royals go .500 for the first week or so until David Glass renames the team 'The WalMart Way' and erects a giant umbrella over the field, Jeremy Affeldt throws his arm off (literally), Andrew Sisco begins eating other players in the bullpen, Tony Pena is spotted shirtless in the dugout massaging Buddy Bell's head and babbling in his incoherent way, Matt Stairs goes back to Canada to hunt Moose, and a surprise lightning storm strikes David Glass's cheap WalMart umbrella and kills 3/4 of the team. All of this leading us to a 51-111 season. Chaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaarge!!!

posted by Jason | 6:41 PM
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