X-Files in Music

I also wrote this on 05-09-2007.


Last week, while watching The X-Files, Dan mentioned the song that has the lyrics, “watching X-Files with no lights on.” That made me think of the Bloodhound Gang song Bad Touch, which has the lyrics, “and do it doggy-style, so we can both watch X-Files.”

Then this week I watched the episode entitled “Eve,” where the girls named Eve 1, 2, 3, etc. I immediately thought the episode was about Eve 6, but then I figured that was because of the bad Eve6.

When I got home I decided to do some “research.” I discovered that the band was, in fact, named after that episode. I also found this website that lists a bunch of references to the show in lyrics.

Purchasing alcohol in PA

I wrote this on 05-09-2007, but never posted it:


Growing up in PA, the only time I ever saw alcohol was in my house or on an occasional trip to the state store with my parents. Going to southern states it’s odd, but convenient to be able to buy beer in Wawa and supermarkets, but also convenient. From what I understand, in VA, you can purchase beer from a Wawa (which by the way has stacks of cases) until midnight.

Within the past year or so, a giant liquor store opened up on Baltimore Pike. Not only does it have a large selection, it’s open until 10pm and also on Sundays. This is great if you want liquor, but if you want beer, then you have to find some place else to go. This is especially annoying if you want both.

Saturday (after spending all day and it being Cinco de Mayo), I needed to drink, and wanted beer. I had figured that I could just drink the beer that my friends and I bought last week and left in their dorm, so I didn’t bother buying any earlier in the day. I didn’t find out until later when I was at dinner that we wouldn’t be able to party there because of quiet hours due to finals.

I headed home and stopped at a beer distributor near the mall, but that (like all the others I knew of) closed at 9 (at this point it was after 9:30). I figured my best shot at finding somewhere (other than a bar ‘cause I didn’t feel like getting raped in the ass) was to drive down Baltimore Pike town Clifton. As soon as I crossed from Springfield into Clifton Heights, I saw the bright orange BEER lights and pulled into the parking lot. Just as I was pulling in I noticed the lights turn off and checked my clock. It said, 10:02 (forgetting that it’s 3 minutes fast, I rushed into the store anyway). Not only did they let me, the Miller Lite I wanted was right in front (and a little cheaper than I had paid last week). Even more impressive was the fact that they sell limes. The only other time I’ve ever seen limes sold at the same place as alcohol was somewhere in the south.

So, if you’re looking for something alcoholic to drink before 10, there is a beer store and a liquor store within in 2 minutes of each other along Baltimore Pike.

Now that I’m over 21 and have a job where I can afford to buy alcohol, it’s getting annoying to have to go to two different stores to buy beer and liquor. We need to change this stupid PA law.

Craptacular Morning

This is about yesterday (Thurs).

Here’s how my morning was supposed to go: wake up to Preston & Steve, re-straighten my hair, get dressed, pick up a friend from a dealership and drop him off at his house, come to work on time or just a few minutes late.

Here’s what actually happened.

Last night I showered and blow-dried my hair. I was then going to straighten my hair, but the fucking straighner wouldn’t turn on. This had happened once before and I thought I had to buy a new one, but then it started working again. Apparently it, is, in fact, time to buy a new one. I now must decide if I want to keep buying an inexpensive one ($30), that works really well, but needs to be replaced about once a year or risk getting an expensive one that still might die after a year.

I didn’t feel like going to CVS at 1:30 AM and I didn’t think I’d have time in the morning either. Luckily, Whit is still in school and would be awake around the time I’d need to straighten my hair so I her a message on AIM. I hadn’t heard from her around 7:10, and started to wonder if she was not going to check her computer before school. Well, I decided to try mine again and this time it turned on. I figured it might go off again, so I just started with the top layer of hair (instead of the bottom like usual). Well, as I was doing this Whit told me to come get hers. Good thing I did because mine died again. Hers worked great and my morning was back on track.

I got to the dealership around 7:30 and my friend was in line waiting for the place to open. As I was waiting, I had a chance to put on my make-up. He came out just as I was finishing. The traffic was not too bad because it was still pretty early. As I’m pulling into his driveway, he starts feeling around his pockets and says, “Oh Shit.” Yep, no house keys. He left them in his glove compartment. I had to drive all the way back to the dealership and then all the way back to his house, this time with more traffic and school zones.

As I’m driving to work, some moron starts to pull out perpendicular to me. I had to swerve into the other lane to keep from slamming into her.

Then I finally got to my exit and it was completely backed up. At the exit I use, you can either go right or left. I go left because it’s quicker. There is technically only one lane, but most people usually just ride the shoulder because it’s so large. I could not do this today because of the 15 trucks (ok, it was more like three, but still a pain in the ass) that were to left side of the lane).

So I finally got to work and had to deal with that drama. The worst part about this whole fucking thing is that it’s not even Friday yet. This has been the longest fucking week ever.