Promises are for chumps, Cumulus Discord deserves to be famous, MGG is making a Halloween album and I found my carpet today

Yes. I made you a promise last time that I would finish that post and I didn't. Get off my back.

First off, I'd like to talk a little bit about Cumulus Discord. I met Alexander at a fundraiser in a little bistro and I'm pretty sure I started off the conversation talking about Hobbits because I got nervous like I usually do when I meet new people. This fellow is extremely charming. I'm not sure if I'd say he's as charming as Starbucks Man, but he definitely struck a chord with me. I went about being a creep and located his myspace through his facebook and thoroughly enjoyed his music for a second time. Now it's about time you did too. Cumulus Discord brings out the romantic in me. I can't quite say why but Catching Cotton and Freedom to Fall both make me want to get on a big boat and let a stranger paint me naked and drop my grandmother's necklace into the ocean. Not sure where those particular urges are coming from. Point is, go check him out and give him your love, and if you like his music go give some props to Skye Wallace and Bronwyn Malloy. These are some talented dub-cee(west coast for gangsters) artists that for sure deserve more love than they have right now.

Secondly, Matthew Gray Gubler's Halloween album? I think this one might have to stew a bit with me. It's not at all the I'm unprepared for a Halloween album or that it's Matthew(that actually makes it about ten times more awesome, as well as ten point six times more relevant) I think it's just that it's something new. We as humans don't seem to be too receptive to things that we don't know by heart as a general rule. He's done pretty well for himself, MGG, so I'm sure he'll get on just fine. I just thought I'd express my mild hesitance. Maybe it's just because he wasn't as impressed with my solar-powered laser grizzly as I was and I'm slightly but not overly bitter about it.

Sorry for a link overload tonight.

Lastly(I hope), I saw my carpet today. I'd forgotten that it was there purely because for the month I've been here, clothes have been strewn over the length of my apartment. I don't own a dresser and that's my best excuse. Anyway, in a frantic search for my birth certificate I did the unthinkable and cleaned. Now I see a carpet and for the first time I'm noticing the floor has a weird little peak and slant in it; the imperfection makes it all the more real. I didn't find my birth certificate. Char is going to be very mad at me. I need to come up with a good excuse in 5.5 hours before we head into town or she's going to rip my skin off like Pyramid Head.