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You know I would
5/14/2011, 10:08 am
Filed under: Cat, Frustrations, Geek-Out, Happy!, Music, Nostalgia, School, Social, Spirituality

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Oh baby,
I’m so tired
The man…from the government
The man…from the tax board
The man…from the public school
The man owns the golden rule,
yeah
I’m everybody’s slave, I made you my slave
You said this I do for you
If it would help to give the world back
What it gave, then I would
I would
I would
I would
I would for you
I would for you
You say my eyes are crazy eyes
Sometimes they are and so are you
And if you wonder what I would do
I would do anything if I could
You know I would
I would
I would
I would for you
I would for you
I would for you
I would for you
I would for you

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Day in, day out
11/7/2010, 9:08 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Geek-Out, Happy!, Music, Social, Spirituality

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FAC-2 A Factory Sample
Feel it closing in,
Feel it closing in,
The fear of whom I call,
Every time I call,
I feel it closing in,
I feel it closing in,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out.

I feel it closing in,
As patterns seem to form.
I feel it cold and warm.
The shadows start to fall.
I feel it closing in,
I feel it closing in,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out,
Day in, day out.

I’d have the world around,
To see just whatever happens,
Stood by the door alone,
And then it’s fade away.
I see you fade away.
Don’t ever fade away.
I need you here today.
Don’t ever fade away.
Don’t ever fade away.
Don’t ever fade away.
Don’t ever fade away.
Fade away. Fade away.
Fade away. Fade away.
Fade away. Fade away.
Fade away.
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Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?
10/29/2010, 4:40 am
Filed under: Geek-Out, Music, Nostalgia, Social

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Cake - Motorcade of Generosity
Well, your CD collection looks shiny and costly
How much did you pay for your bad Moto Guzzi?
And how much did you spend on your black leather Jacket?
Is it you or your parents in this income tax bracket?

Now tickets to concerts, and drinking at clubs
Sometimes for music that you haven’t even heard of

And how much did you pay for your rock and roll T-shrit,
That proves you were there, that you heard of them first?

Now, how do you afford your rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
Oh, tell me.
Oh yeah, alright.
Alright.
ah yeah
alright oh.

How much did you pay for the chunk of his guitar,
The one he ruthlessly smashed at the end of the show?

And how much will he pay for a brand new guitar,
One which he’ll ruthlessly smash at the end of another show?

And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

And how long will the workers keep building him new ones?
As long as their soda cans are red, white, and blue ones.

Yeah, aw, yeah, aw, yeah, all-right!
Huh, oh haw how huh

Aging black leather
And hospital bills
And tattoo removal
And dozens of pills

Your liver pays dearly now
For youthfull magic moments
But rock on completely
With some brand new components

Now, how do you afford you rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
How do you afford your rock ‘n’ roll lifestyle?
All-right, aw yeah.
So good.
Oh baby.

Excess ain’t rebellion
You drinking what they’re selling
Your self destruction doesn’t hurt them
Your chaos won’t convert them
They’re so happy to rebuild it
You’ll never really kill it
Aw, yeah…
Excess ain’t rebellion
You drinking what they’re selling
Ooh, Excess ain’t rebellion, ah
You drinking, you drinking, aw yeah
You drinking what they’re selling
Oh, yeah.
All-right
Oh
Yeah
All……..right!
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Raising heck and writing checks… it ought to be unlawful
9/22/2010, 7:07 am
Filed under: Happy!, Music, Nostalgia, Social, Spirituality

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Carolina Chocolate Drops-Genuine Negro Jig
Cornbread and butter beans
and you across the table,
Eating beans and making love
as long as I am able,
Hoeing corn and cotton too,
and when the day is over,
Ride the mule, and cut the fool,
and love again all over.

Goodbye. Don’t you cry.
I’m going to Lou’siana,
Barkin dog and a big fat hog
and marry Suzy Anna.
Sing-song, ding-dong,
I’ll take a trip to China,
Cornbread and butter beans,
and back to North Carolina.

Wearing shoes and dranken booze
it goes against the Bible.
A necktie will make you die
and cause you lots of trouble.
Streetcars and whiskey bars
and kissing pretty women.
Women yay that’s the end
of a terrible beginning.

I can’t read and don’t care
and education’s awful.
Raising heck and writing checks,
it ought to be unlawful.
Silk clothes and frilly hose
is just a waste of money.
Come with me and stay with me
and say you’ll be my honey.
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I’m gonna be a polar bear
8/21/2010, 9:09 am
Filed under: Music, Social

The Tender Fruit just got a great write up in the Indy, their new album is available for download/purchase here: http://drop.io/thetenderfruit and their Myspace page is here: http://www.myspace.com/thetenderfruit.
This song is not indicative of the whole album, go to their myspace page, listen some more, and buy their album!
I’ve transcribed the lyrics to this song as best as I could, I am sure it is not accurate at all.

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I’m gonna be a polar bear (bear)
Long teeth and white hair (hair)
Wandering the tundra the world flat and done
I’m gonna be a polar bear
Cause my lover has broken my body though
he swears he never meant to do it
he left (?my body captive?)
thrown arm around my neck
until he snapped right through it
now my hands are hanging by my side again
do nothing that I tell them to do
Oh me, oh my…I want to become something new
I’m going to be an empty ocean
Stretched out smooth between the shore line
Head on a sock and a ships ?????
Cause I’m going to be an empty ocean
Cause my lover has broken my body though
he swears he never meant to do it
he left (?my body captive?)
thrown arm around my neck
until he snapped right through it
now my hands are hanging by my side again
do nothing that I tell them to do
Oh me, oh my…I want to become something new

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People look well in the dark
8/2/2010, 6:17 am
Filed under: Happy!, Music, Nostalgia, Social

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(one, two, three)
If you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
and say hello to never

All the people are dancing
and they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me

But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again

If you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the wine-glass out
and drink a toast to never

Oh, someday I know
someone will look into my eyes
And say hello
you’re my very special one

But if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again

Dark party bars, shiny Cadillac cars
and the people on subways and trains
Looking gray in the rain, as they stand disarrayed
oh, but people look well in the dark

And if you close the door
the night could last forever
Leave the sunshine out
and say hello to never

All the people are dancing
and they’re having such fun
I wish it could happen to me

Cause if you close the door
I’d never have to see the day again
I’d never have to see the day again, once more
I’d never have to see the day again

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My joy is such a faker
7/13/2010, 5:13 pm
Filed under: General, Happy!, Music, School, Social

Heard this album today at a coffee shop while doing school work with some classmates. Speaking of school work…6,7,8 hours a day on top of class is far from uncommon. Luckily, I have been able to hang with it (so far)…

Gal Costa-Vou Recomeçar

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Gal Costa
Não sei por que razão eu sofro tanto em minha vida
A minha alegria é uma coisa tão fingida
A felicidade já é coisa esquecida
Mas agora vou recomeçar
Não vou ser mais triste
Vou mudar daqui pra frente
E a minha escrita vai ser muito diferente
A filosofia vou mudar em minha mente
Pois agora vou recomeçar
Quero amor e quero amar
Quero a vida aproveitar
Talvez até arranje alguém
Alguém que eu possa acreditar
Pois agora vou recomeçar
E daqui pra frente eu vou mudar

The google translation:
I do not know why I suffer so much in my life
My joy is such a faker
Happiness is a thing forgotten
But now I will start
I will not be sadder
I will change from now on
And my writing will be very different
The philosophy I will change my mind
For now I’ll start
I want to love and want to love
I want to enjoy life
Maybe get someone
Someone who I can believe
For now I’ll start
And from now on I’ll change

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Five days you work, one whole day to play
7/9/2010, 4:04 pm
Filed under: Happy!, Music, Nostalgia, Social, Spirituality

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Single
(And rollerskates)
(And rollerskates)
(And rollerskates)

Q-TIP:
Girl meets boy on Thursday night
Boy was high, girl fly like kite
They hold hands until next day
Boy then lets go, hit his way
Boy rules butt, brags to his boys
Erection brings bad boy joys
Boy thinks of that big fat back
Big black fat love, big black fat
Girl calls boy to stand him up on Saturday
Saturday

POS AND Q-TIP:
Saturday, it’s a Saturday
It’s a Saturday, it’s a Saturday
Saturday, it’s a Saturday
Saturday, it’s a Saturday

POS:
Back once more with the wallop in the score
Must I ride and rip, should I make you rock your hip
Reviver of a roller-boogie in a rink
And sure to make you think about the times
To scope fun instead of fights
(But diving from a piece of metal sure to take your life)
Yo, slip your butt to the fix of this mix
Toss that briefcase, it’s time to let loose
‘Cause you’ve worked like heck to get the week in check
So unfasten that noose around your neck
Connected like a vibe from the wheel to the foot
Come on everybody dig the funky output

VINIA:
Five days you work
One whole day to play
Come on everybody, wear your rollerskates today
It’s Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday-ay
(Is the word, is the word, is the word)

POS:
Now as you pump your fist I reminisce
To a bounce, rock, skate, roll
Fess to impress
Hey, pretty diamond, do you like the way I’m dressed
Cool, keep the faith and be my mate
‘Cause all we need is feet
(And rollerskates)
But promote the hustle ’cause it keeps me thin
No need to talk, look who just walked in

DOVE:
(Is there a Dred on skates?)
Yes, man
(So kick the wham on this jam)
Oh Mr. Sprinkler, Mr. Sprinkler
Wet me for one, Mr. Sprinkler
I’m heatin’ high-five in a daze, no split
With a yawn I trip to the dawn
Out comes the bodies following the one idea
It’s clear, rattle to the roll
Hold back up the track, grab your rollerskates y’all
And let’s zip on by
Zip-a-de-doo-dah, let’s zip on by
Feed on a weed and we’re feeling high
Sun is on thick and the cheese is rollin’ quick
Come on, there’s no time to hide
Season is twist, spinning and winning
No hackeysack, let let me in
Spill on the bottom away, but it’s okay, huh
It’s a Saturday

POS:
Now let’s all get baked like Anita

Q-TIP:
Watch Mr. Lawnge, don’t look at the peter

DOVE:
Feel on the fun, I’ll feel on the

VINIA:
Hey, watch that!

DE LA SOUL:
It’s a Saturday

VINIA:
Now is the time
To act the fool tonight
Forget about your worries and you will be all right
It’s Saturday, Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday
Saturday, it’s Saturday-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay
(Aaoww)

(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
(Saturday)
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Reminisce
6/23/2010, 11:48 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Music, Nostalgia, Social

Was out at the Federal tonight and this song I hadn’t heard in a while came on…holding on for dear life at the end of a relationship waiting for the other person to blink first…a better description of a bad time I have not found…

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I’ve been going through the records, we’re not getting any better.
Maybe I’m just getting bitter, I don’t really care whatever.
I’m so tired of open warfare, when the point of this was to be best of friends.
We’ve been going round in circles like a plane without an engine
As we spiral down the slipstream of our quickly sinking friendship.
It’s a trainwreck of an ending. It’s the same as if we’d never even met.
And now I’m going through the motions like a drunken ballerina
who is too tired to dance but keeps on getting up to see if
anybody stuck around to see a show that has been over now for days.
And I know that they’re gone but I keep checking anyway.

We’ve been standing here for hours on the edges of a canyon.
I’ve got my side you’ve got yours and we’re both about to fall in.
The pole we hold between us is the only thing that’s keeping us aloft.
And we’re standing in the hallway, both resolved to finally do this.
We each have our guns drawn but neither of us wants to shoot first.
We could stay like this forever. We could stay like this and never leave.
But there are standards I expect our breaking up to measure up to.
When you fall in love as hard and recklessly as you and I do,
It seems that the final act should have the same intensity as the first scene.
If I don’t lose a couple teeth then it just won’t feel real to me.

So we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won’t look away first. And you won’t look away first.

“It’s a simple proposition,” said the rabbit to the badger,
“I am sure if we’re committed, we could dig our way to China.
Wouldn’t it be great to see The Wall and all those people standing on their heads?”
So they each picked up a shovel, throwing dirt over their shoulders
And with every shovelful, their little hole got a bit deeper
Til they had to climb down in it, just to reach the bottom layer.
They went on like this all night, scooping up and tossing out dirt.
In the morning they realized they weren’t getting any further.
The hole had grown so deep that the dirt they threw kept falling back on them.
Said the badger to rabbit, “I am sure if we continue
We will pull through this on top. Perseverance is a virtue.”
So they scooped it and they tossed while the dirt piled up around their legs.
And in a matter of hours they buried themselves in it.

And we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won’t look away first. And you won’t look away first.

I’ve been going through the records, we’re not getting any better.
Maybe I’ve just gotten bitter, I don’t really care whatever.
I’m so tired of open warfare, when the point of this was to be best of friends.
We’ve been going round in circles like a plane without an engine
As we spiral down the slipstream of our quickly sinking friendship.
It’s a trainwreck of an ending. It’s the same as if we’d never even met.
But now I’m going through the motions like a dedicated doctor
Whose patient has been broken with no chance that he’ll recover.
I keep shocking at the body, just trying to make the heartbeat stay.
And I know that it’s gone but I keep trying anyway.

Yeah we fall onto the floor, not really sure if this
Is breaking bones or making out, maybe a bit of both.
But I won’t look away first. And you won’t look away first.
No I won’t look away first. And you won’t look away first.

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A Sunday morning song; remember when we were young?
6/20/2010, 11:40 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Music, Nostalgia, Social

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Remember when we were young
How you asked everyone to marry you
All of those songs we sung
Changing all the words you used to make the heroine die
Why

Remember when we were right
God threw his darts at stars in the night
I had a kite
You had a trampoline and a BMX bike
You didn’t even like

I don’t want to say it’s breaking my heart
And I don’t know where to start
Old friends are falling apart
Time like the name of a man
Covered and we both can whine
I miss the straight, straight lines

The old times

Remember when we got caught
Dirty hands and make-believe drugs
We never got
Give me all your money
Bank robbers and cowboy cops
Make-believe rocks

Remember when we held hands
Red rover and marching band
You had a tan
Staying outside that long’s gonna make you man
Never going back, never going back again

I don’t want to say it’s breaking my heart
And I don’t know where to start
Old friends are falling apart
Time like the name of a man
Covered and we both can whine
I miss the straight, straight lines

The old times
The old times
Remember when we were young
Remember when we were young

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Carol has great taste in music
5/9/2010, 12:10 pm
Filed under: Happy!, Music, Social

Thank goodness for friends that take the time to keep me informed/burn me mix CD’s. Here is one of my faves from Ms. Werdel’s latest creation:

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We’ve got one more to go
And the last one was a mistake
I’d pour you another
But I think I heard the bottle break
On the bedroom floor
And we’ll count the hours awake
‘Cause I see no sense in sleeping
Only to wake up much too late
Oh, Anna Leigh, it’s not that I’m scared, I’ve got to
Wait for the air to call you

Lalita, don’t you hate these kisses?
I know that we’re not in
But we’re in love with everyone that is
We’re talking tiny conversations
Like they’re harmless
Oh, don’t you know that I know it’s a sin?

We’ve got one more to go
An the last one nearly killed me
I’m talking to the devil but
I think I heard an angel sing (la la la)
And this year has just begun
So don’t count your blessings yet
Let’s take a walk, but I think we’d better watch our step
Oh, Anna Leigh, lay down beside me
I’m in need of rest
I’m looking for a hand to guide me
Far away from the rest
Are we moving too fast?

Lalita, don’t you hate these kisses?
I know that we’re not in
But we’re in love with everyone that is
I’m making tiny compositions
And though they’re charmless
I’m hoping that they’ll bring you back again

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Look Homeward, Angel
10/4/2009, 4:27 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Happy!, Nostalgia, Social

So, I traveled to my Mom’s this weekend to do stuff around her house and to meet up with old High School peeps on Saturday night. I hadn’t seen/talked to most of them in 18 years. The biggest mistake I made was going out Friday and getting wwwwaaaaayyyyyy trashed. I was out of sorts Saturday and had to fight from reverting back to high school-insecure-skulking-in-the-background Dan. I’ve spoken at conferences, met with higher-ups from county, been on TV more than once, DJ’d in front of big crowds, etc… but a hangover and old High School people are apparently all it takes for timid Dan to return. It was a little weird, a few of these people were more important to me than anything else back then; now we are telling the last 18 years in two paragraphs or less. All in all though, it was great fun and I hope to do a better job of staying in touch over the next 18 years.

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Nearly a year
7/15/2009, 5:13 pm
Filed under: General, Social

Wow, it has been a while. The site had been taken over by malicious code and there were thousands of spam comments. One afternoon spent upgrading WordPress has cured those woes, so it is now onward and upward.
Quick and dirty update:
Just moved into a new place…actually still moving into a new place. This is my first time living away from Cameron Village and Downtown in several years…I kind of like the new place, but I have a feeling that when the short lease is up (in December) I will be out of here.

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Inspiration: Obvious
6/25/2008, 7:01 am
Filed under: Music, Nostalgia, Social

My flight from Raleigh to Chicago put this song in my head.

Vocal samples of  Rickie Lee Jones, guitar samples of Pat Metheny, a song that inspires a smile as it conjures memories of many 5am’s.

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Ocrafolk 2008
6/8/2008, 8:21 am
Filed under: General, Happy!, Music, Social

Mom and I headed over for the Ocrafolk festival on Ocracoke. This is our 2nd year making the trip together, it is my 3rd Ocrafolk in a row. I caught old friend Tiffany playing and singing in her and her husband’s band the Barnraisers. She has quite the on stage persona. Below are a couple of videos of them and a couple of the Green Grass Cloggers. The first clip is a part of their semi-famous cover of Joy Division’s “Love Will Tear Us Apart.” There are also a lot of pictures up in the gallery.

I am having some flash issues, so if the videos aren’t playing well, click on the title of this post (Ocrafolk 2008) then try them out again.
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Why can’t we all just get along?
6/4/2008, 5:57 am
Filed under: Frustrations, Politics, Social

“All of you chose to support a candidate you believe in deeply.  But at the end of the day, we aren’t the reason you came out and waited in lines that stretched block after block to make your voice heard. You didn’t do that because of me or Senator Clinton or anyone else. You did it because you know in your hearts that at this moment — a moment that will define a generation — we cannot afford to keep doing what we’ve been doing. We owe our children a better future. We owe our country a better future. And for all those who dream of that future tonight, I say – let us begin the work together. Let us unite in common effort to chart a new course for America.”

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It takes all kinds
3/28/2008, 2:25 pm
Filed under: Frustrations, Nostalgia, Social

Last night I was helping a friend hang a light in his apartment. I once spent part of a summer as an electrician’s assistant and at times like this that experience proves useful. While putting the fixture in the ceiling my friend commented that if this was he and his boyfriend putting up the light there would have been raised voices. Phrases like, “Well if you could just hold it in place, maybe I could finish screwing it in”, “I don’t know how it looks, it’s kind of hard to see with your hand in the way”, and “I didn’t ask for your opinion, I asked for you to read the directions!” would have been thrown around.

Now, my question for you: what does it mean that thinking about those little quibbles makes me nostalgic for relationships? I seriously miss those pointless arguments. The memories of passive aggressive, sarcastic remarks not only make me smile and look back fondly at relationships from the past, they also make me want to meet the next future ex.

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The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
12/23/2007, 10:54 pm
Filed under: Happy!, Music, Social

I was listening to 69 Love Songs the other night when Staci was over for dinner. We started talking about our fave older stuff of Mr. Merritt’s. Staci raved about an older album that I had never given a fair listen to. It turns out to be great traveling music, which isn’t a surprise considering the name of the CD is “The Charm of the Yellow Highway Strip.”

Thanks Staci!

Here’s one good one from an album of good one’s:

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Your eyes are long Vermont roads
With a tacky song on the radio
And your eyes are toothless young men
In Tennessee in the rain again
And fireflies never go to sleep
And country songs never help you sleep
After all those trains and all those breakdown lanes
The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
After all those days on God-forsaken highways
The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
Your eyes are the Mesa Verde
Big and brown and far away
And your eyes are Kansas City
In Kansas and in Missouri
After all those trains and all those breakdown lanes
The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
After all those days on God-forsaken highways
The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
After all this time and after all your crying
The roads don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to
The roads are dark and long and all those country songs
Well, they don’t love you and they still won’t pretend to

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Emerald City Christmas Adventure
12/22/2007, 8:33 am
Filed under: Christmas, Happy!, Social

I headed down to Greenville last weekend to attend a Christmas party and to hang out with Martha and Speight. Mutual friend Jenny tagged along to check out what Greenville was all about and hilarity ensued. Or, if not hilarity; at least a lot of drinking.

Pictures are up in the Gallery, and here are a couple of videos from the Carol sing-along with host extraordinaire Will at the piano:
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Singing Carols!
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Singing some more
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And one more time
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Best Saturday Ever
12/9/2007, 10:09 pm
Filed under: Geek-Out, Happy!, Social

Here are some short videos from the Duke Game Jenn and I attended this past Saturday at Cameron Indoor.

Lots of pics are up in the Gallery.

3 Pre-Game Videos
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Starting Line-up Introduction
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The Blue Devil Surfs!

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D-U-K-E!

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Over way too soon.

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