on the top: a limited edition shirt from the special olympxxx.
on the bottom: i'm now paying more for gas in my car
than we did in the tour van. which was an '85.
today in the OR, one of the staff anesthesiologists put in a CD. the first song was "play that funky music." fun, but safe. tame enough that nobody complained, and there was even a little bit of 100% lame booty shaking. later tracks on that CD included nine inch nail's "head like a hole," cypress hill's "insane in the brain," far too many early 90s techno tracks that all blended together (or maybe it was just one long song), and of course, a personal favorite off of the judgement night soundtrack: cypress hill + sonic youth "i love you mary jane." wow.
this guy LOVES cypress hill. we chatted a little bit about those dudes, and his personal fave: public enemy. then he said all rap today is angry, unlistenable shit. i quickly corrected him, told him to download some mike jones (he's hip to the piracy), and reminded him that his beloved public enemy were known to be quite angry. he responded by saying that the best thing about public enemy is flava flav.
sweet job, man.
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For a second there I saw "in the OR" and thought, "What?! Jzn's in OREGON?!" I think of Oregon as being like the OC except with fewer beautiful people and more lumberjacks.
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