Today's Theme: Meat

Five things in my life that make me phenomenally happy:

1. Radiohead: Two nights - two states - warm rain - sweet, sweet cousins - a gun and a pack of sandwiches - cool bouncers - chill cops - being herded into a giant meat grinder - expeditions into the woods - plans for Lolla in August - really good seats - really great times. (I think I may keep the tattoo after all.)

2. Vitamins: I am apparently anemic. I have been told the bruises that I have right now make me look like a battered housewife; I am literally, covered from head to toe. I generally try to stay on top of my iron intake, since I don’t really eat red meat, but life has been irregular lately and I have slipped into the habit of more beer and less nutrients. However, yesterday I finally found my bottle of vitamins that had been packed away in a moving box, and when I found them, I actually said (aloud), “Hell yeah!” You’d of thought, by my excitement, that I was a cokehead who had just found their long lost stash.

3. Amazing friends: I am so lucky to have bad-ass friends who will drive three and a half hours from Charleston to go to a show with me. I am so lucky to have co-workers who are groovy and who could "just tell" that I needed to "bond"/vent over Soco shots and wings at two in the morning last night - thanks K. I am also so lucky to have Idaho Matt living next door. He understands my nonsense and thought process and is totally okay with every last stupid thing that I do. And he tirelessly supports me, puts my laundry in the dryer, and makes me laugh nonstop. Ha! You, good sir, are my favorite meat mallet!

4. Hunting: Not the kind of hunting where you go and kill a deer for venison, but the kind where you are on the prowl for a hot partner. I mean, all the allure and fun is really in the thrill of the chase, right? After you actually catch the person, it is all kind of wrong/boring/useless anyway... Ah yes, the joys and temptations of single, fresh meat. Batter up, baby.

5. Liquid breakfasts: It can be tough to find a place that serves a good brunch in the South. Not that there aren’t plenty of places that will dish up some shrimp and grits, but very few have that quintessential ingredient that qualifies them as a good brunch establishment: a fully stocked bar available at 10:00 AM (forget ambrosia, Mimosas are the nectar of the gods). Not only was Eddie's Place voted the best breakfast joint in Charlotte, but it is within walking distance from my new apartment… and they serve livermush! What? You’ve never had livermush? Until this morning, neither had I, but with a name like livermush, how could I not try it out (this being the S.o.E. and all)? Let me tell you kids, livermush is not only super fun to say, but it is also quite delicious.

A morning toast:
May those who love us - love us
For those who don't - may god turn their hearts
For those who never will - may god turn their ankles so we will know them by their limp

Cheers, to those I give a shit about