Spinning children

Happy Easter everyone. Today is the day that I PURPOSELY give my nephews more chocolate than they can handle and then watch them spin like little tops until they fall on the ground. Actually, they usually end up fighting over something really important, like they both want to sit on the same end of the couch, and then their little testosterone-driven bodies force them to smack each other until one of them cries. Boys are weird.

I saw Friends with Money last night. It gave me a brand new reason to appreciate both the genius of and the duplicity of the movie marketing industry. Sometimes they cut a trailer to make a movie look more commercial. Actually, it was kind of an odd movie. But does everyone agree that even when Jennifer Aniston looks BAD she kind of looks like someone you would want to hang out with?

I then went to Continental. No, really, I did. I am not an NYU groupie who drinks Pabst Blue Ribbon but yes, I went there. To meet Abby. I paid $8 to hear her friend's band. He was pretty good -- he had an awesome voice. It was weird to not be 17 and be at Continental. So much of my life between the ages of 15 and 20 was spent in that bar and others like it, pretending I didn't mind that the heel of my shoe was stuck to inexplicable stickiness on the floor because whatever band I was there to see was worth it --- well, it was exhausting. But I liked the kind of guys that hung out there when I was that age. They all had that "look" -- you know, dirty hair, piercings in protruding parts of their bodies, beer bottle hanging out of side of their mouth. You know, the kind of guy that would give my mother immediate heart failure if I ever started dating him. I've outgrown all those guys now. It's amazing but somehow I've grown up but they've stayed the same age.

We ended up at Third and Long. A lot of nights I end up Third and Long. Abby told me that on Monday and Tuesday nights they have $1 drafts. So we're gonna go on Tuesday. Who wants to come?

I discovered this great site where you can look up song lyrics. I think they got some of them wrong. I hate when I hear a song the radio and I think I know the lyrics and I am so impressed with them and then I find out that what I thought they were singing is not what they were singing at all.

So I have to download new music for my MP3 player now. Here is what I am gonna be looking for. Basically my inspiration for downloading music is any song that I've heard recently in a bar or restaurant that made me say, "Oooh I love that song." Tell me what you guys think:
Sean Paul, "The Temperature"
Bruce Springsteen, "I'm on Fire"
Chris Issak, "Wicked Game"
Pussycat Dolls and Will.i.am, "Beep"
Social Distortion, "Story of My Life"
Indigo Girls, "Land of Canaan"
Jimmy Eat World, "The Middle"
Some songs by Clap Your Hands and Say Yeah. (Have you guys heard of this band? Aren't they awesome?)

Later tonight I might be going to Radio Perfecto. It's in the East Village. If you want to come I promise to be ridiculous and drunk and throw my arms around you and tell you how much I love you and how glad I am that we are friends... even if I don't really know you that well.