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  <updated>2007-11-30T10:04:39Z</updated>
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-11-30T01:41:00</title>
    <published>2007-11-30T10:01:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-11-30T10:04:39Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey gang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been drinking loads less. Having fantastic times with friends. Watching lots of shitty movies with Tanis. And I rounded off the week with a haircut and straight razor shave at a barbershop on Main and Broadway (next to the westward B-line stop) called "The Belmont".  (gotta give props)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DJ'd a party up in whistler a few weeks ago that was unbelievably fun. It was for this thing called "Gnarcore"... long story short, they're putting on a monthly event in the mountains and Dustin and I are going up there to play songs and get paid for it... (mostly fringe benifits...)   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHO WANTS TO COME WITH US???!!  --- Dec. 13th (thursday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. All those words were just written to preface the amazingness of this video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;lj-embed id="1" /&gt;</content>
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    <title>Home Cookin'!</title>
    <published>2007-09-27T01:58:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-09-27T01:58:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night alone:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bison Burger, Creamy Tomato Soup, bottle of Jacobite Spice Ale&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight with Heidi and Dana:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Organic meatloaf, veggie side dish of beets asparagus and garden carrots, day-long boiled red cabbage, beet greens sauted in butter and garlic, and a home-baked focaccia glazed with a honey/cayenne pepper mixture with roasted sesames&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow with Brynna:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;didn't like the bison burger so I'm converting the other patty into meatballs with garlic powder and chilli flakes for a pasta dish of some sort&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to work where I cook for everyone but myself.</content>
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    <title>Applecore? Albecore?</title>
    <published>2007-08-05T17:11:03Z</published>
    <updated>2007-08-06T01:12:21Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So we have this dude I'm training at work:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;calls pears "apples"&lt;br /&gt;calls Porcini Oil "Petuli Sauce"&lt;br /&gt;calls Scallion Oil "Relish Sauce"&lt;br /&gt;I've seen him actually use his TEETH to peel an avocado&lt;br /&gt;Basically doesn't clean up after himself what-so-ever&lt;br /&gt;Is a total tool&lt;br /&gt;His breath stiiiinks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I love that he works there. I get to yell at him.   The head Chefs all take me under their culinary wing because we have a common incompetent enemy......: "THE NEW GUY"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which means: I'm no longer the "New Guy"!.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm just going to rent movies and practice my massage abilities on Brynna and Tim's feet for the next couple of weeks... its all i have the energy for anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, its Sunday and I'm watching Chinatown with Tim. If anyone else wants to watch Chinatown with me... anytime... let me know! Your world will be changed.</content>
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    <title>Mr. Mom</title>
    <published>2007-07-19T20:54:59Z</published>
    <updated>2007-07-19T20:54:59Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Yesterday was fantastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up to Brynna getting ready for work. I quickly figured out my situation: no cash, starving, day off, bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just as quickly, I came up with a plan. I told Brynna I'd clean our apocalypse of a messy house, do groceries, and have dinner made for when she got home from work... all for the cost of $15!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the deal was struck and I spent the day cleaning, grocery shopping, recipe sorting, sautéing, boiling and frying... all with enough time to kick level 5's ass in Super Mario Bros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT WAS AMAZING!   It was the most domestic I've been... since ever, i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I realized what I want in life:  to be a stay at home husband. It would rule so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then Guys &amp; Dolls kicked my ass last night. So many cool people showed up and we kept playing music until 2:30! The vibes were amazing. Its kind of taking on a life of its own and I'm pretty stoked about it. I think next week I'll actually play some pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll see you all the Jaketaira fundraiser!</content>
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    <title>Hangouts!</title>
    <published>2007-06-13T08:55:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-06-13T08:57:50Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Hey Guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I've taken on the task of promoting a new night-time hangout on Main Street (finally!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll be glad to know the following:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Location ---  Guys &amp; Dolls Billiards at Main and Broadway&lt;br /&gt;Date ---       Every Wednesday night starting NEXT WEEK!&lt;br /&gt;Time ---       9pm - 1am&lt;br /&gt;Drinks? ---   ~~~AFTER TAX~~~  5.50 Doubles  AND   3.50 domestic bottles&lt;br /&gt;Cost?? ---     FREE MUTHAFUCKAS! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Music ---      yoyoyo!... Johnny Cash, 60s Garage rock, Northern Soul, Power Pop, rarities, hits, and whatever else is fun to hang out to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DJs? ---        NO DJs!!!!  But musical selections by Cheylene Tattersall and Dana Silk&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fancy flyers are on the way!</content>
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-05-01T13:23:00</title>
    <published>2007-05-01T20:37:21Z</published>
    <updated>2007-05-01T20:37:21Z</updated>
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    <content type="html">okay so for the past week I've been unable to log into my MySpace account! Some kind of Mac problem... if anyone knows what this might be about, let me know how to fix it! So if you're trying to message me on there, I might not see the message for a while. Either email me at danielmccash@gmail.com or add me to msn: drexel_mc@hotmail.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently I'm DJing with Garret and Steven this Thursday at the you-know-where. It should be good and terrifying times (for me). I've been practicing like insane. Garret! Lets get together thursday afternoon and practice for a few hours. I need to practice with a monitor and mixer, trading off tracks with you guys. STOKED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any requests?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, clearly the 600 bucks a month for rent is killing me. So I think I might be moving in June. Moving in with Tim, perhaps? It'll be awesome times. Tim, I'm at JJ tonight! Come find me, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoot Hoot Hoot Zing Zing Zing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.danny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AFTERTHOUGHT--&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, and Saturday was retarded for me. I got spirited away in a car from this magazine party that I kept getting lost in due to all the different winding corridors. All i could think of was "oh man, I better leave before I embarrass myself and my friends! gads!!!" I hope I wasn't too late in that regard. I danced till 6am that night. Damnit. But needless to say, this weekend will be a whole lot of sobriety for me.  And guess what, Y&amp;R peeps, Hana &amp; Dani are DJing at The Met this saturday for a one-off magazine release party for PYRAMID POWER. I think we should all check it out, being met affiliates and general dancing enthusiasts. End transmission.</content>
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-04-27T16:52:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-28T00:06:54Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-28T00:06:54Z</updated>
    <lj:music>steve's roommate mixtape</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. You have all made yesterday the best birthday of my life! I seriously racked up "skid points" for walking to 7/11 with Jake for redbull during my BIRTHDAY SONG! I'm actually totally annoyed that I missed that! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, you all made me feel very loved. I will love you all back. Oh yes...</content>
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-04-25T02:58:00</title>
    <published>2007-04-25T10:32:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-25T10:32:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">So this week has been pretty wild. And I haven't posted for a long time. So yeah:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met somebody pretty cool and have been stoked on hanging out with them... i can't seem to overcome that innate bumbling awkwardness that seems to only rear its head when you're hanging out with people you actually maybe want to impress. But it goes with the territory. I can only hope not to step into too many self-dug holes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed a fantastical weekend of mayhem!... but I was broke and sick and both were good reasons to stay the eff home. Except I didn't! Bitsy and I checked out a would-be-55-dollar Air show. No, not the kind of Air show that you got a sunburn at when your dad took you to Abbotsford for the first and last time in 1996. Another kind of Air show. The kind with tight white pants, psychedelic light shows and glorified/beautified elevator music. It was awesome. Air rocked out, even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y&amp;R has been going strong and I'm all too excited as the night rolls along. I've been really working on my traktor abilities and we'll see if I can spin something of any worth sometime soon- houseparty? But that shit is best left to the professionals. PS- I officially overheard Sex Attack referred to as "pros" in regards to DJing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, and its my muthafucking birthday this thursday. Eff ya. I'm officially old enough to start liking things "the way they used to be".  Come watch me embarrass myself (more-so than usual!) at the met. Or come hang with me beforehand. My plans will involve Rockstar/Vodka drinks and guerilla BBQing from morning to 7:30. Any ideas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;radsmash!</content>
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    <title>Tonight!</title>
    <published>2007-04-19T21:16:15Z</published>
    <updated>2007-04-19T21:16:15Z</updated>
    <content type="html">A twenty dollar bill will get you inside, drunk, and a shared a taxi home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, and there's rad music!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/weareyoungandrestless"&gt;Young &amp; The Restless! &lt;/a&gt; Tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v726/vinylrecordsvinylpants/Picture1.png"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PS-&lt;br /&gt;
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-03-24T19:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-25T03:01:52Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-25T03:01:52Z</updated>
    <content type="html">my cell has been disconnected until I make a payment on it... which won't happen realistically until sometime next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://marriedtothesea.com/022807/ghetto-soup.gif"&gt;</content>
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    <title>This is gross:</title>
    <published>2007-03-15T08:53:34Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-15T08:53:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">The thing parents don't tell you about moving out on your own is that when you buy your own groceries, milk expiry dates become more the suggestion than the rule.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup. ew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, I hope Altaira's arm feels better.&lt;br /&gt;furthermore, Fake Shark Real Zombie was really entertaining. I'm gonna review them in DO.&lt;br /&gt;moreover, I have a meeting with the owner of The Met tomorrow. Wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;in closing, bananarama is a word that needs to be said out loud, by you. right now. try it. now think about it.</content>
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    <title>a little creepy</title>
    <published>2007-03-14T07:49:40Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-14T07:58:34Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Last night, coming home from work, I found this poem taped to the window of my front door. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  We had some electrical &lt;br /&gt;problems. So, &lt;br /&gt;we had to let our-&lt;br /&gt;selves into your apt. &lt;br /&gt;to shut off the &lt;br /&gt;main breaker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the intrusion,&lt;br /&gt; and don't forget to &lt;br /&gt;reset your alarm&lt;br /&gt;  clock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Cheers,&lt;br /&gt;                 Jeff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;I don't get the &lt;u&gt;&lt;a href="http://toothpastefordinner.com/actual-badpoetry.jpg"&gt;rhyme scheme.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/center&gt;</content>
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    <title>dannymccash @ 2007-03-12T14:43:00</title>
    <published>2007-03-12T21:53:23Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-12T21:53:23Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Andy Warhol - David Bowie</lj:music>
    <content type="html">so this was pretty much the best weekend I've been a part of in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- downloaded the entire David Bowie discography and have been LOVING it&lt;br /&gt;- had Guinness for the first time in a year, and managed somehow comfterably fit in as the 9th wheel of a 4-way double date!&lt;br /&gt;- danced the night away at The Columbia to some genuinely good spinning from Lo-Fi Fnk (a deceptively lame title)&lt;br /&gt;- Went to Jo's birthday, got drunk on Hopgoblin beer (what'ga fuck), and danced in bikini till 6am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and THEN&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lyndsey and I went down to The Alibi Room at Main and ALEXANDER (that's right. ALEXANDER, you sonsabitches) and basically checked out the most perfect room of all time for a regular friday night danceparty sexy explosion. We're having a sit down with the owner on tuesday to negotiate times, beer prices, volume levels, and things like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Woo! Vinyl Solution Presents!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;</content>
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    <title>Field of Dreams</title>
    <published>2007-03-09T00:31:58Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-09T00:31:58Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Flirting - Pop Levi</lj:music>
    <content type="html">If anyone spots or hears of any spaces (preferably legal and liscenced establishments), let me know! I'm on the hunt to make the dream a reality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;if you promote it, they will come.&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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    <title>The Chicken Club with Ranch dip</title>
    <published>2007-03-07T07:11:25Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-07T07:12:09Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Easy Going Woman - Air</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I thought this was funny: a gay night club called "Numbers" promoting themselves on &lt;i&gt;clubvibes&lt;/i&gt; (verbatim)---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Venue Description:&lt;br /&gt;Good pizza slice next door at John's Party Pizza&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://www.clubvibes.com/listings/listingsdetail.asp?id=1372&amp;name=Numbers"&gt;http://www.clubvibes.com/listings/listingsdetail.asp?id=1372&amp;name=Numbers&lt;/a&gt;)</content>
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    <title>drunk</title>
    <published>2007-03-04T11:50:27Z</published>
    <updated>2007-03-04T11:50:27Z</updated>
    <content type="html">whats with friday nights and losing 100 dollar glasses?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm officially blind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i keep losing my glasses&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm sad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fuck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost all of my glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all i have left is this perfect beard.</content>
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    <title>Craktor</title>
    <published>2007-02-26T00:10:02Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-26T00:10:02Z</updated>
    <lj:music>fuck ya</lj:music>
    <content type="html">I just got Traktor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just lost a social life.</content>
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    <title>The Shins</title>
    <published>2007-02-20T23:29:41Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-23T14:33:29Z</updated>
    <content type="html">&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i7/danielmccash/DSC01428.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The Shins, Viva Voce&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Commodore Ballroom&lt;br /&gt;February 19th 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the most memorable part of seeing The Shins perform at The Commodore Ballroom was when Russell Mercer, the frontman and central nervous system of the Oregon-based group, reached down to an injured and near-crushed-to-death girl in the front row. His hand reached down and linked to hers and the young girl effortlessly ascended out of the crowd, as if escorted by two angels (of the "Outfield" variety?). Battered, bleeding, and covered in a mixture of her own tears, sweat and vomit, the American Apparel-clad tween used her last olm of strength to hold herself standing... teetering on the stage bowing before Mercer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The music stopped. The crowed collectively held its breath in bewilderment. Russell Mercer wiped a tear from the fan's cheek and what happened next is the stuff of legend - the modestly dressed rockstar belted a melody from his vocal chords so beautiful that he could only have channeled the song of Apollo himself. Simultaneously, Mercer smashed his hand across the strings of his guitar releasing from his body a kind of radiant healing energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if mimicking a scene from the faith healing television sermons of Benny Hin, the girl was released from the shackles of her mortal wounds as the cuts and broken bones mended before our very eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From that point, the drummer quickly counted the band into a booming rendition of Kissing the Lipless, the final song in their set. Just as the last chord was strummed, the entire band vanished into a cloud of vapor. In their place appeared five mountains of little japanese candies that were then shared by all who attended the show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as we left the Commodore my friend smugly pointed out, "I guess Natalie Portman was right... The Shins really will change your life!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a picture of everybody taking a picture of Russell Mercer's miracle. It was so awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i68.photobucket.com/albums/i7/danielmccash/DSC01464.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos by Jake Madison</content>
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    <title>Raf's Return</title>
    <published>2007-02-19T04:36:06Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-19T04:36:06Z</updated>
    <lj:music>Rap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Hey Kids!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Raf returns to our Eastest of Sides, our Mainest of Streets, this Wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heidi, Tanis and Me are picking him up at the airport. And from there, we will be taking him dancing to the Unicorn's &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;The Cure vs. The Smiths&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment your rsvp right here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SLAM!!!</content>
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    <title>The Royal Unicorn</title>
    <published>2007-02-15T21:43:07Z</published>
    <updated>2007-02-15T21:58:43Z</updated>
    <content type="html">When I was 19 I read this book called Choke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main character is a sex addict who uses support groups to fascilitate his addiction, using "Sexual Addiction Anonymous" as his own personal Lavalife. I remember being amused by the potential explosiveness of collecting a bunch of people like that in one room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now today I look at The Royal Unicorn Cabaret with a similar amusement:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these hipsters that fuel their lives with booze and sex (I can't say I'm not one of them) meet in a room twice a week to anonymously feed each others' addictions. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its totally fucked up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll probably keep going. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;note to self: stop publicly molesting Tanis.</content>
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    <title>Guerilla Gardening</title>
    <published>2007-01-20T21:00:20Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-20T21:00:20Z</updated>
    <lj:music>dead fucking silince, that needs to change</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Last night, while visiting The Brickhouse for the first time, a friend I hadn't seen in a while told me an idea that he had been kicking around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The idea was so great that, had I not heard it, I would have went home feeling pretty lame about the entire excursion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He told me about this kind of West Coast wild flower that is dirt cheap to buy, looks nice, and grows/spreads like THE DICKENS.&lt;br /&gt;He wants to get people together to seed spots all over the city where the soil has become exposed through cracks and fatigues in the concrete.&lt;br /&gt;He calls it GUERILLA GARDENING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something about that idea inspired me more than any professor's lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;danny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS!&amp;nbsp; What books should I be buying from McLeod's and Pulp Fiction? I'm about to attempt Gaston Bachelard's &lt;i&gt;Psychoanalysis of Fire&lt;/i&gt;... so maybe some light reading to counterbalance? Jake, something about the Wu-Tang Masters i recall? hahahaha</content>
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    <title>Dear Diary,</title>
    <published>2007-01-17T21:12:11Z</published>
    <updated>2007-01-17T21:12:11Z</updated>
    <lj:music>rap</lj:music>
    <content type="html">Wow. Livejournal, eh? I never thought I'd find myself enveloped in this little world of words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I've decided to start taking a few goals in my life more seriously - such as that whole music/culture journalism thing - so I might compile some of my articles and interviews here as a kind of portfolio or "Music Blog"... ugh i hate those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furthermore, this "Centre Library" idea sounds really fun! I'm about to come upon a lot more spare time in the coming weeks and I hope to make a few donations. My first donation to The Centre Library will be The Oxford Annotated Holy Bible... (see: unbecoming sarcasm)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on today/tonight I will put a few of my favorite articles up for you all to quickly gander. I always seem to give the most flack to my favorite bands, so if it sounds like a think BJM is lame... its because I'm actually a fan. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's also the most common excuse in spousal abuse, isn't it? - "Baby, you know its not like that! I only hit you because I love you!"</content>
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