I write sad bastard music and my brain is a trap for useless information about music, sports, and beer. My friends are my life and I love them all more than they know. I'm a fanatical Cubs fan. That pretty much covers it.

Right now, working way too much,and that, unfortunately, is about the extent of it. I would like to change that situation soon.

Per the summary, country music. And sports trivia.

My spirit. Fuck the world.

Books: Willie Vlautain, Buzz Bissinger, Flannery O'Conner

TV: The West Wing. The League. Party Down. Friday Night Lights (the movie rules too). That's what Netflix is bringing me right now.

Music: anything Gram Parsons, Drive-By Truckers, Jill Andrews, Hum, Superchunk, Everybodyfields, Cult of Luna, Heartless Bastards, Blitzen Trapper, Dr. Dog, Kathleen Edwards, Mount Moriah, Secret Stars, Explosions in the Sky, Neurosis, Gorgoroth, Ottawa, Coleman, His Hero is Gone, Immolation, Buried Inside, Goatsnake, Goatwhore. Plenty more, but there's some standards.

Beer. Diet mountain dew. My friends. Baseball. Country music. Metal.

Blood

Working. And then drinking.

I lost a bet and had to get a Third Eye Blind tattoo.

You are a horrible person that is fun.