Divisions and Precisions

Hee. Geeks of the world,

Hee. Geeks of the world, unite! Jen's got the right idea here, and now I want to go to one of the TMBG (They Might Be Giants, for the uninitiated) Flood shows.

The very best thing about going to a TMBG show is that you find yourself in a room full of people who can spell three syllable words, and tell interesting stories that you want to listen to, while you're standing on line, waiting to get in (as opposed to, you know, "DUDE! DUDE! DUDE! I am SO WASTED! DUDE! I can't WAIT! And I'm WASTED! DUDE! DUDE! I'm gonna be sick, man.")

I used to drive my friends in college nutty, driving around Nashville blasting Flood from the stereo of my '85 Buick Skylark, singing classics like "Birdhouse in Your Soul" and "Particle Man" at the top of my lungs. And I remember walking down the streets of Manhattan with the ex-husband, Brian and Brian's girlfriend working out all the harmony parts of "Dead" and "Whistling in the Dark".

Whoa, blast of nostalgia.

Posted by Lisa at February 6, 2001 06:27 AM