I love coming home. My brother and I quickly christened his haircut a mulhawk (long story), made fun of Coldplay (loudly, in a restaurant, and much to the chagrin of my mom) and listened to acoustic punk.

For Rachel who taggnd me a couple of days ago, a meme.

Rules: pick seven songs that you’re into right now, list them. Pick seven friends who have to repeat this process, list them.

1. International Small Arms Traffic Blues – Mountain Goats
2. Confessions of a Futon-Revolutionist – The Weakerthans
3. Brass in Pocket – The Pretenders
4. Can’t Hold Us Down – Christina Aguilera (I don’t know why)
5. The Fairest of the Seasons – Nico
6. that Indian rock n’ roll song from the beginning of Ghost World
7. This Year – Mountain Goats (see supporting evidence)

(I’m cheating and not passing it on because no one seems to be posting much these days. Also, how often are my posts just lists of seven songs I’m into right now anyway? I guess not that often.) Whatever.

Also: my brother made an offhand comment about Nigerian email scams and my mom was like “Well if you get those emails you should call the police.”
Me and my brother: “What?”
My mom: “It was on the news. Nirmala Naidoo said you should call the police if you get one of those emails.”

….”Hello? Police? The Prince of Nigeria is trying to defraud me of my money.”

PS Don’t get excited; I’m just in Calgary for the week. Vaguely regular posting will resume someday soon, hopefully. I miss the blog.