I met St. Vincent this morning. She played a few songs at the radio station that broadcasts from the basement of our school’s Communication building. She was very nice and cool and pretty and terrific.
Bill Hader is a national treasure.
My roommate went to play racquetball, so I found the Nickelback page on his Spotify and set it on shuffle.
And thus begins our prank war.
The last thing I remember him saying was he did a good job. We woke up and I was wearing a robe. He opened it up and I was like, ‘What are you doing?’ He was like, ‘Just checking. OK, I did good! You’re really pretty.’
Space Jam is out on Blu-Ray now. Buy it.
I’m interviewing Friendly Fires tomorrow evening.
If you’ve got any questions you want me to ask ‘em, drop them in my ask box or in a reply to this post.
Everybody leaves
if they get the chance
and this is my chance
Don’t ever stop, Ben & Jerry
[Ben & Jerry’s Announce Arrested Development Ice Cream: “I Just Blue Myself” — from Vulture]
Can we get an entire line of Arrested Development foods? Like a Gene Parmesan Pizza? or real Bluth Frozen Banana? (10 cents get you nuts)
I’m interviewing Toro y Moi on Sunday.
Anybody got any questions you want me to ask him? Among my current list of questions:
“How are you?”
“So, what’s up with, uh, your music and shit?”
“Where do you get your ideas from?”
I’m really busy nowadays.
This is a video of the entire cast of Arrested Development doing the chicken dance on stage at the New Yorker Festival shortly after announcing that a new season of the show and a movie are planned for release. And per my agreement with God, I guess I have to start going to Church every Sunday now.



