Toms & Soaps

I want. 

I want more. 

# ITEMS SOLD 4

MUFFIN                            3.00

MUFFIN                            3.00

RED BULL                         3.38

RED BULL                         6.88

SUBTOTAL       16.26

          TAX 1    8.050 %         .83

          TAX 2    5.050 %         .30

                            TOTAL    17.39

I do not know why I spent this much money on eight muffins and five red bulls. I do not know why I went to WalMart at one in the morning to get these items. I especially do not know why I felt compelled to blog about it. 

Every Tool is a Weapon if You Hold It Right

Last night I had the expected pleasure of watching Ani Difranco scream out passion filled lyrics.

Notes on Opening Act: I might enjoy the opening acts more. I root for the underdog and bask in the glory of the undiscovered. She (I unfortunately forgot her name) was delightful and her performance was memorable. Something that caught my thought was the way that she spoke. Musician's voices seem to be passive and whimsical. More often than not this means that their tone is lazy, scratchy, and low.

Notes on Ani: The old man that accompanied Ani was fantastic. He plays his white marshmellow framed guitar as if her were the principal violinist in a symphonic orchestra. Feeling way strum his hips. 

  

  "I know this bar with a jukebox full of medicine."