droolie ghoulie.

say what?? well, i can't physically say a whole lot of anything today, considering i went in for an x-ray before work this morning, and then the dentist decided he was just going to rip that little fucker clean out of my mouth. yikes. damn you, wisdom tooth! somehow i wandered back into the vintage shop, slightly over-novecained and slightly under medicated, with a said excuse for a cotton gauze-stuffed smile, and have oddly enough still managed to be at work. though i know duty calls, shouldn't trips to the dentist be like national holidays or something? you go and fulfill the obligation, and then a few hours later you go back home and do some intensely heavy veggin' on the couch, or something equally fulfilling of that nature. bleh, i guess. and so it goes.



at least what i DO have to accompany me at the shop today is a pretty badass new mix i made (yes, i totally still make mixtapes, why not when the radio absolutely blows, that is to say, with the exception of v103's friday night throwbacks) along with my sketchbook full of notes, lists, and drafts of psycho nefertiti images (my new obssession) that desperately need to be organized for the upcoming apartment show. the apartment show is my new endeavour of 2009. it's been a rather low key year thus far, in terms of my contributions to the Chicago art scene, sans the two incredible shows put together by the Upset & Making Deals, and a few small shows here and there, so my roommates and i decided on throwing a show at our place. i mean, why not, we have the space, right? and i have the experience. combine that and an amazing line up of extremely badass female artists and...shazam! WELCOME TO PUSSYTOWN, bicthes. (that's right, that's the title AND theme of the show)

and this mixtape, let's take a minute and give props to this mixtape......it's completely perfect for how i feel today. it starts off with a little isley brothers, then randomly progresses into some Electric Wizard, followed by the Animals. Somewhere in between i threw in some B.T. Express (just to satisfy the funk), Chic, and then ever so "naturally" it ventures into some Misfits (Danzig era only, suckas!), Naked Raygun (true Chicago classic), and the Nerves. and with just the right amount of inspiration for the show, it ends with my favorite Nikki & the Corvette tracks (anyone else feel like getting rowdy and/or girlie?)

i think this is where i should excuse myself for a bit, and kick my own ass into gear.