*Ironic considering the means by which Meave and I met. It was, you guessed it, through a list -- this (warning: shameless plug upcoming) thing I wrote in The Morning News (link to it on the side bar). It just goes to show that Meave, like all of us, is a bit of a hypocrite. Oh -- hi, Meave! We were just talking about you.
And now,
A List to End All Lists
1) Funniest List Ever (and by Ever, I Mean "That I Have Read in the Last Week, or More Probably the Last Day, Although I Cannot Remember Exactly): Artist List: David Cross: Albums to Listen to While Reading Overwrought Pitchfork Reviews.
2) Top Ranked Items When You Google the Word "List"
-Craiglist
-The List: The Definitive Internet Services Buyer's Guide
-List (Java 2 Platform SE v1.4.2)
3) First Four CDs I Ever Bought
-Aerosmith "Get a Grip"
-Green Day "Dookie"
-The Offspring "Smash"
-Dangerous Minds Soundtrack
4) Last Four CDs I Bought
-Aimee Mann "The Forgotten Arm"
-Seu Jorge "Cru"
-Art Brut "Bang Bang Rock & Roll", British import version
-Prince "Controversy"
5) First Two Hundred People I Ever Slept With
6) Last Two Hundred People I Slept With
And, yes, all of this is just an excuse to post:
7) The Things I Did in the Last Two Weeks
-Found a syringe laying on the ground in the park (an entire post dedicated to it, several days back)
-Had a bizarre glasses-wearing older man awkwardly blow kisses at me on the bus
-Sold a couple hundred dollars worth of musical equipment
-Witnessed five guys getting arrested, directly across the street from my apartment
-Wrote (and did not send) several really bad love letters
-Saw free concert put on by Aimee Mann and Seu Jorge
-Met Aimee Mann
-Started the books Blood Meridian (Cormac McCarthy), The Elephant Vanishes (Haruki Marikami), If You Want to Write (Brenda Ueland), becoming passionately and unhealthily enthused by all three
-Finished the books The Book of Laughter and Forgetting (Milan Kundera), Chronicle of a Death Foretold (Gabriel Garcia Marquez), The Metamorphosis (Franz Kafka), loving the first and appreciating the second and third
-Witnessed numerous men peeing on the sidewalk
-Witnessed a man pulling down his pants to poop in the corner of a laundromat
-Watched amused and dumbstruck, as he attempted to do so
-Realized, begrudgingly, that the people who yelled at him to stop and then get out, ultimately, did the right thing
10 comments:
haha, a peek into the life of james yeh.
btw, if you have the chance 'immortality' by kundera is a great read. and 'one thousand years of solitude' by marquez is slightly more than a waste of time.
and just because you brought it up - i was once in a parisian laundromat by myself reading (and doing laundry of course!) when a guy came in to pee in the corner. well, after five minutes i realized he wasn't having the world's longes pee, but was masturbating.
i. am. forever. traumatised.
Extra, Extra! James Yeh's blog has now completed its transformation into a medium through which he brags about publications and obscure girls! Don't miss tomorrow's edition!
That came out meaner than I meant it to, James. You know that I like (most of) your blog.
P.S. I'm reading your story!
So you're saying you're a virgin.
:D
PS. Meave is wrong.
You want a list, Mister Yeh? Here's my response to your blog:
1) I hate you.
2) You know lists are lazy humor.
3) You forgot to mention 3 a.m. yoga in my bedroom.
4) I had a couple friends who used to be in a band called The List. They did not, however, sing songs in list form.
5) Did I mention I hate you? Because I toooooootally hate you.
6) We better hang out again before you leave me.
Four Responses to Four Ladies, in, of course, list form:
1) Brat -- I've heard Kundera's other famous book is quite good and have it on my To-Read List. One question, however: when you say GGM's 100 Years is "slighter more than a waste of time", is this sarcastic or serious? My guess is the former, but I gotta be sure.
About the Parisian jacker-offer (or should it be "jacques-er-offer"?): yuck!
2) Becky -- I've learned that's something you do. But still, don't be too harsh on the story. I've been feeling, well, for lack of a better word, sensitive lately. *ahem*
3) Jenn -- oh, Jenn.
4) Meave -- I hate you too. In fact, hate isn't a strong enough word to describe my feelings. Loathe, perhaps?
Oh, and we should toooootally hang out. Maybe over the weekend sometime. Or the weekdays. How 'bout dinner one night?
And I have a CD for you.
ow-
you're way to cool for me.
actually it was the latter.
never before had so many people suggested i read the same book.
so i purchased a copy and was ready to be transported to a new world.
let's just say i wasn't impressed.
maybe it was because i had such high expectations, but honestly i felt seriously let down.
did you read it and enjoy it? how was 'chronicle of a death foretold'?
Stitch, thanks. I think?
B, you make me laugh.
Brat, I liked it OK. It wasn't bad at all, but nothing I'd recommmend as must read material. Now Jesus' Son on the other hand...
I know -- wild isn't it.
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