I guess the music of Cole Porter is Olive’s jam. He is that new hotness.
Like REALLY into it. She is clapping after every song and she hasn’t looked away since it started.
Here are all of the Coheed and Cambria albums in the order in which they are meant to be heard.
The playlist is titled Armory Wars and I know that, technically, the Afterman albums aren’t part of the Armory Wars, but I think you’ll deal.
Won’t you?
Of course you will.
He is singing Bryan Adams while he does it. This is a new experience.
It’s like if Portishead covered the Deftones.
I just had to turn down The Smiths so Olive could listen to Elmo sing If You’re Happy And You Know It for the 200th time. So it begins.
Aaaaaaand my nerve block just wore off. Christ. The anesthesiologist told me that it would feel like my leg waking up after being asleep but it is more like my leg waking up to being lit on fire while jalapeño juice is poured on it and it is forced to watch Battlefield Earth. With commentary.
This is going to be a long night.
which works out because if something would have happened and I died before I saw the ending of Breaking Bad, I would have been pissed.
Sitting on the floor watching Elmo. BBQ later. This is saturday done right.
I hate onions but I love Funyuns. I guess I just like to party.
