Y'all better call up Maury Povich right now because I just found out that the above photo (which James left in my MySpace comments a couple of weeks ago & I thought was a beer/B&J fan's wishful thinking) is actually REAL... Black & Tan ice cream????

Be still my impending coronary.

In about three weeks I'm gonna need Maury to come on over & smash the wall off the front of my house after I've ingested enough of this glorious concoction to balloon my curvy ass into the size of a small planet.

Yeeesh.

America is fucking beautiful.... especially Vermont.

Goddess bless those effing hippies.

I may be a bit crazy at the moment, my workweek has been 14, 12, 14 & I've still got a 12 to go tomorrow & an 8 on Friday before I get the sanctuary of a full weekend for rest.

I promise I won't spend it hungover.

No 7&7s for me... I'll stick to the Guinness.

& the ice cream.

Oi, just the thought.

We got tickets for Beck on May 24 & The Eels on June 1st & concert season is looking to be amazing indeed.

There may also be Damien Rice, Fiona Apple & David Garza on June 29.

There's also Ryan Adams, Willie Nelson & Neko Case on Sept 10th at The Hollywood Bowl in LA ... now THAT is a show. Still have a few weeks to decide whether it's affordable (would be a small trip by plane involved methinks & maybe a day or two at Disneyland for the kitsch of it all) before tickets go on sale.

I'd say that might be better than Black & Tan Ben & Jerry's but I'd be partially lying.

:blowing my speakers: Rachael Yamagata ~ Be Be Your Love
:feeding my head: Elizabeth Kostova ~ The Historian
:rotting my brain: I have no tv ... muahahahhhaaa! Dane Cook DVDs for me

*i'd also like to give a shout-out to rediscovering albums you haven't listened to in a year or more & becoming completely reobsessed with them ... at the moment my obsession is Rachael Yamagata's Happenstance ... it's just what my head & heart call for right now (that underlying urge to be angry at the universal unfairness of cruel fate & needing a positive outlet for releasing the frustrating energy it brings about) & every song is written just for me & i spend many late nights jumping myself into exhaustion through the new house while screaming along in yawping glee & downing cold ones (i promise it's an adoreable sight to behold)*

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