Saturday, December 20, 2008

Saturday, December 6, 2008

12.06.08

9:19 pm

The TV is flickering images from a film I've always loved. I know most people probably would never want to see it again, if they ever saw it in the first place, but Notting Hill really is one of my favorites.

So tonight with the cold air seeping through the windows and the radiator spewing out steam, I sit with a half empty glass of Le Grand Noir (or a flat Mountain Dew, whichever you prefer) resting on the hardwood floor, my eyes transfixed on a television I won in some weird college casino thing. This film has always evoked emotion in me, like most romantic films do, but tonight for some reason it's bringing out more than the usual. Maybe its because half an hour before I was trying to write some lame sad song, which is par for the course, that was failing miserably (also par for the course). But really I think because tonight I've allowed myself to be transposed into the film and let my (barely surviving) imagination sweep me away. And deep down I'm a complete and hopeless (if not somewhat of a failed) romantic and am waiting for a cinematic plot line, similar to the one Hugh Grant experiences, to storm in and take me by surprise (hopefully sooner than later).

I really love when those feelings sweep over me. Scratch that, I really crave for those feelings to sweep over me. But tonight I'll finish my wine, and pass out on the couch with the dvd menu continually repeating itself. And tomorrow I'll wake up early and drive an hour to play bass for the Lord, and sheepishly wait for something to happen (like Ben Gibbard sang.)

Sorry if this was poorly written, not to mention a bit boring, but its real and the truth and from the heart...... or some shit like that.

"I'm just a girl, standing in front of a boy, asking him to love her. "....... seriously you can't beat that line.

Thursday, October 16, 2008

Sunday, October 12, 2008

Sports. Sports. Sports. Is your whole life about sports?

NHL 2009.

As the youngest GM in NHL history. Some would say he's too young, some would say he's in over his head, few Minnesota fans had faith that'd he'd be able to lead their franchise to the icy promise land. After a disappointing .500 start he knew he had to shake things up, sending Mikko Koivu and Eric Belanger to Colorado for the aging center Joe Sakic. Many fans, fueled by various Twin Cities media outlets. Only a few days (and a few early skates) after the trade, the Wild took on the the Avalanche. At that meeting it became clear that the chemistry between Marian Gaborik and Sakic just wasn't there, as they went on to lose 3 goals to 1. This is when the Minnesota sports fans had one of the biggest surprises in the past few years sprung on them. As the fans awoke to the crisp fall air, sipped on their coffee and flipped through the morning paper, word came over the local sports radio station that Marion Gaborik and Joe Sakic had been traded the Pittsburgh Penguins for the young center Sidney Crosby. Its seems the M-M-Matthew had decided to revamp the Wild and start looking toward the future.

These next few blogs will devoted to the young GM's successes and failures and he tries to guide the Wild to the Stanley Cup playoffs.

Lets play some pond hockey!

Tuesday, September 2, 2008



minnesota has never been so proud.

death cab

"Your New Twin Sized Bed"

You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
With a single pillow underneath your single head.
I guess you decided that that old queen holds more space than you would need.
Now it's in the alley behind your apartment with a sign that says it's free.

And I hope you have more luck with this than me.

You used to think that someone would come along.
And lay beside you in a space that they belong.
But the other side of the mattress and box springs stayed like new.
What's the point of holding onto what never gets used?

Other than a sick desire for self-abuse.

And I try not to worry, but you've got me terrified.
It's like your some kind of hurry to say goodbye, say goodbye, say goodbye.

You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size bed.
You look so defeated lying there in your new twin size


-
fuck you death cab, that's all.

Monday, August 11, 2008

Sunday, August 3, 2008

08.03.08


do doo do, do doo do, ahh. do doo do, do doo do, ahh. i love storms, especially when you get the rare chance to wake up and experience a storm roll in. I feel so refreshed sitting on my brown slightly used couch, in my aging apartment, letting my fingers caress the strings of a borrowed guitar while the rain taps against the window. I really hope it rains again soon. bop baaa bop, bop baa bop, ahh. bop baa bop, bop baa bop, ahh.

Monday, July 28, 2008

I haven't had a whole lot to say lately. I've been pretty tired. I really would like a day to go to st anthony main and see a movie. My apartment doesn't have a/c, its kinda a bummer, but not really. Right now there are all these weird noses outside. I think that my neighbor in the next building is packing because I keep hearing what i assume to be duct tape being unrolled and glasses tinging. At least I hope she's packing or else I should be calling the police.

Enough about me, how are you?

Wednesday, July 9, 2008

thoughts

i don't about you but i kinda think personal fireworks should be illegal. i don't really get them and they're pretty dangerous. eh?

Monday, June 30, 2008

july

she's a market girl, she'll take it right after you. so dance. and dance. and dance. and dance. she loves those sad sappy sucker songs. well, hey! elliot smith, we love you. seriously though you should trust me. its so hotttt in here, its hot as hades, ladies. maybe we should just turn the fan on. i doubt i told you but i love your graphic tee and scraped up skateboard. its too bad that your phone stopped working. bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop, bop bop. what?!?! i know you have a heavy heart. i can feel it when we kiss. those freim-emies will be your undoing. and please, please change the channel before the pitchers give up any more home runs. hopefully one of these days, i'll get a real job, one that actually pays. like my dad did. you know if you stand on that chair, it'll probably break and you don't have money to buy a new one. i like that you only write pseudo-love songs or at least aspire to. is this cryptic? no. probably. my upstairs neighbors are being super loud. and they dance. and dance. and run. and dance. i don't want to take you home. please don't make me sleep alone. if i could i'd only want to make you smile, if you'd stay with me a while. seriously though, lets just kill them with kindness. if you read this whole thing you're a better person than me.

tomorrows july. drink some sangria and watch this:



or my new love:

Sunday, June 22, 2008



i was born a unicorn, 
i missed the arc but i could've sworn,
you'd wait for me

this is always in my head and i'm not really sure why.

Saturday, June 21, 2008

So I'm watching Alfie. Jude Law is pretty sweet. And dresses killer in this movie.

Monday, June 9, 2008

06.09.08

Its 6:22 in the evening. My face is beat red and my forehead is covered in sweat. I've just completed my (now) daily run, and upped it another half a mile. It is now, laying on my hearted quilt that my grandma painstakingly made 30 years ago (probably), that I question why I did this. Well, My Chemical Romance was blasting in my ear, the sun was shinning, and it frankly just felt needed. Now, I'm kinda wondering if that was a mistake.

As I lay on my bed reading a chapter from the latest book that I'm trying to get into, I hear a low rumbling coming from the apartment complex across the yard. As I put down my book an listen intently I realize that its the happy birthday song being sung. Here's my observation, when listening from distance all you can hear is female voices singing(or almost chanting) happy birthday from a far away distance, with birds chirping and wind blowing, that shit sounds apocalyptic.

But enough about that, chinese left overs are calling my name.

Sunday, June 8, 2008

Nadal won the French Open again. He's alright. For some reason NBC replayed last years Wimbledon finals. That shit was tight, dare I say TOO TIGHT? Yes. I hope this years finals are going to be better than Nadal and Federer in this years French Open. Federer is amazing, just not on clay.

Thursday, May 29, 2008

5.29.08

so i'm packing and "hoosiers" is on my29. its bitchin'.

Monday, May 26, 2008

5.26.08

here's my new hook idea:
"cuz you're not who you say you are, no you're not who you say you are, you said you're not who you say you are, no you're not who you say you are."
that would be repeated over and over on top of this beat: boom chick ba-boom boom chick chick but sort of toned down, kinda like how the drums on the jenny lewis record sound and a nice little piano lick laid in there somewhere. you should work on that.
**************
my new favorite lyric for the moment is "are you what church people mean by the good news?" from Why?'s tune 'Simeon's Dilemma'
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i kinda want to see 'Get Smart'. here's why: A) i still think think steve carrel is pretty funny and B) i've never seen a movie with the rock in it that i didn't totally love ("the rundown" anyone?)
**************
t-minus 5 days until i get "carried away"

Sunday, May 25, 2008

biker punks

place: downtown minneapolis
time: 6:30
action: driving, looking for your parents house. striving, to find a piece of you. and I saw a punk rock show in a car garage.

exchange parents house with parking ramp. trade piece of you with a parking space. switch punk rock show with biker punks.
don't tell me to move over when a) you're passing me, b) i was moving over, c) i really don't want to run into you. here's some advice: start wearing helmets, ride in bike lanes, ask politely when you want something (a simple human manipulation tactic).

you're the reason i have a problem with some (not all) urban bikers. but your girlfriend was pretty cute.

Wednesday, May 21, 2008

do dooooo do
bop baaaaa bop


i should have been more confident with my post yesterday. now both ds can go fade away.

Tuesday, May 20, 2008

so admittedly i may be a bit wrong about a.i. for the last 5-6 weeks i figured it would come down to the two davids. i was a little unsure until that dude from australia got the boot. much to my chagrin tonight was the showdown between big and little d. i was pretty sure that big david would beat little d, but i'm sad to say i may be wrong. i guess you could argue that da dominated dc tonight. but i'd argue the opposite. both were extremely predictable. the a.i. medium is set up much better for ac's style. i mean it seems to be much easier to convey sappy ballads (especially when thats all you do!!!!!!! over and over again!!!!!) than punk rock. watch late night tv and you'll get it.

i'm still saying that D.C. will win (stick to your convictions right?). i'm just not that convinced by it.

on hell's kitchen patrosa and jen made it one step closer. but wouldn't be surprised if jen gets kicked off next week.

Monday, May 19, 2008

the heart is a lonely hunter

3 words, "best chorus ever."

The muscle and bone - they encase my heart but never touch my soul.
I'll save that for the water and its shore, fear makes friends with joy.

And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget
How the music stopped or the feel of your breath.

The flesh and the blood - they keep my body warm but still my mind is cold.
To know what's fair is not always fair, but what proves real will never flee.

And I'll march slowly and I'll never forget
How that black dress fell upon your white neck.
Grand Isle rests quiet this time of year
And I know you will be leaving soon my dear

Sunday, May 18, 2008

5.18.08

"life handed us a paycheck, we said 'we worked harder than this'"

i'm starting to get caught up with all the happenings of these chicks

the drama is sooooo intense.
really though i just want to watch 'i'm from rolling stone', but they don't have that online anywhere that i can find.

Wednesday, May 14, 2008

at what age do you stop hanging around college hipster bars and start hanging out at VFWs?
when do VFWs become hip? do they make you want to party?

i think that hell's kitchen will come down to patrosa and jen. ben was a hack and an ass. i'm glad he's gone.

cook will win a.i.

4482 songs and I don't want to listen to any of them.

05.14.08

"Evening Owls"

why do i keep coming back here?
this coffee shop used to be for the reclusive.
now its a flashy trend spot, hot shot.
we should go to L.A. and dress fancy, and become reality TV stars.
they have classes for that, don't they?
i once read a book that i didn't understand.
it was filled with satirical puns and witty banter, which made it irresistibly cool. unlike this.
she's kinda shy, and only smokes half of her cigarette, and sort of makes you laugh.
she's sooo retro, thats why you dig her.
didn't this place have a stalker kid behind the counter?
i wonder if he ever got his crush.
how about those kids that make good with their accounting degrees? they become assholes.
but hey, i really like that sweatshirt, and your new remix.
so as i sit here starring out a window, across a one way street, at a decrepit pedestrian bridge that leads to the 2nd largest University in nation,
i think "what the fuck."
and then,
"well hey did you get some? man, that is so dumb."

Tuesday, May 6, 2008

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

On the drive to work I listen to the Power Trip Morning Show on kfan. Here's the deal, I used to hate that show but oh how I've seen the light. Essentially the morning show is a mix of Bob and Tom (which I hate) and ESPN radio (which I dig). Star, Sludge and Hawkey constantly make me laugh with their satirical and insightful commentary. If you listen to the show you're given a lot of access and information into the hosts off air lives. For instance one thing that we've learned over the years is that Sludge loves chicken nuggets and french fries (a man cut from my own heart). So lately the Superstar and Hawkey have a bet with Sludge that he can't eat french fries for an entire 50 days. I know right, like why not bet him not to sleep for 50 days! Good grief. Well now very so often during the 7-8am hour they have a special call in guest. Can you guess what it is? Bet not.... its a FRENCH FRY!!!! But not any french fry an Italian French 'a Fry. The Italian French 'a Fry just questions Sludge about why he's abandoned his relationship with delicious potato family. It's seriously one of the funniest things I've ever heard on radio. Podcast it, its totally worth it. 

Here's a pic of the crazy caller!

Italian French Fry


In other news there is a rumor of a Matthew, Courtney, and Seth podcast in the works. If it happens it will be sweet. Court and Seth have tons of music/film/tv knowledge, and I like to rip on a lot of things. A tried and true formula.

America Idol

David Cook is a complete tool. 
Brooke and Jason are kinda amateurish.
David Archuleta doesn't have enough balls in his voice. 
Syesha is alright. 

I'm voting for Syesha, anyone except the 2 Davids. Although its probably gonna end up with those two as the finalists. 
When did I become an American Idol watcher? 

Hells Kitchen is on next and that show is totally awesome. 

*update* the dudes in Hells Kitchen are a bunch of babies. one of the girls is totally gonna win. my bet is on Jen.

Sunday, April 27, 2008

11:25pm

dear God, its me matthew. it'd be cool if it didn't snow again. just a suggestion, not a request. 

belle and sebastian are my soundtrack to wet cold days. try the boy with the arab strap. its fantastic. also try the songs owen recorded for daytrotter, my favorite is possum for a peak. 

i've decided that 80s cover bands in suburban bars are awesome. the i love the 80s crowd loves my dance moves, and in turn my dance moves love them.

i wasn't sure if i was gonna spend my economic stimulus money or not. i mean it would look pretty good in my savings account. but wouldn't it be pretty unpatriotic of me not to spend it? yes. so it better come sometime soon, because daddy needs new glasses and gas money. 

i think i might start to be more artsy, then again maybe not.

i'm gonna learn how to skateboard. 

i've been watching tegan and sara videos on youtube and remembered how awesome they were at the quest, and the zoo.

like george i wouldn't mind being an architect. i mean i like reading design magazines. thats the first step right?

Thursday, April 17, 2008

4.17.08

$3.45 for gas. fuck.
the oc. awesome.
springtime. fucking awesome.

"watch out for the bodacious babes"

Monday, April 14, 2008

caught a ride to the wild west.
thought about war.
questioned depleting bank accounts, art and physics,
would like to know why sports rules can be so subjective.
"it was grass stained jeans and incompletes and a girl from class to touch, 
but you think about yourself too much and ruined who you loved."
spring and grace. 
should be asleep, sleep is for the dead.
i haven't really had a ton of things to say this past week. so instead enjoy this photo of me


Sunday, April 6, 2008

4.5.08



I'm not sure if you've seen this movie yet but I'm pretty sure you should.

The message kinda hit me hard. We're always searching for something different, always trying to move on to bigger (do I dare say better) things. When really if you look around you see that you're actually in the right place at the right time. It might not seem that way a lot of the time but when you look back you know it is. We don't really appreciate the things, people and relationships in our lives until we look back and realize we took them for granted. Well I am done doing that. I'm going to start loving and appreciating each experience and relationship with all my heart. Change is good but so is whats happening now. Ready, Steady, Go.

PS. It must be terrible to be Billy Rae Cyrus' kids that aren't Hannah Montana. It sure seems like he pours his whole heart/energy into that girl. Does he have time for the rest?

PPS. I love country music. Specifically the ballets. They really pull at my heartstrings. I'm being completely serious about that.

Thursday, April 3, 2008

4.3.08

mmmmmatthew doesn't know what to believe.
mmmmmatthew isn't sure he knows anything at all.

for some reason my stomach is in knots and my mind is racing. life is really confusing and i don't really dig that, not one bit. i need to get more sleep.

Wednesday, April 2, 2008

4.1.08

in the light of facebook's status box here's whats on my mind:

matthew is a kinda drunk
matthew has been thinking about past girlfriends and current loves/crushes
matthew should've danced up a storm at the triple rock
matthew is going to move to a coast if nothing big happens by the time he's 25
matthew is almost 24
matthew misses and loves you
matthew has to work in 7 hours
matthew is don't wake me i'm sleeping in

Monday, March 31, 2008

3.31.08


twothirtyeight - Step Into The Light

"Don't be afraid. Step into the light.
Everyone here is a loser tonight.
We're all voting for that second chance.
I never learned that stupid dance.
I don't really want to change.
(No, I don't want to change.)
Come as you are, step into the light.
We're all prisoners here,
locked up by our minds.
Don't be afraid. Come sinner or saint
everyone here is a human tonight"

I don't know what you believe. For the most part I don't know what I believe. Odds are we probably don't believe the exact same thing. And you know what? Its not a big deal. Everyone believes different things. I know it might break your heart but even in Christianity a lot of people believe different things. And its okay to believe different things. Its cool if you take the Bible literally, I hope its cool with you if I take it more figuratively (I think thats right word). Can't we both agree there's a few things that no one should stand for. What are a couple of those? Racism, homelessness, social injustices etc. Shouldn't we all fight for the rights of our fellow men (and women)? As a Christian you should at least tolerate if not attempt to love everyone. I mean what the fuck is the deal with that God Hates Fags church. My God doesn't hate homosexuals. If your God hates them then maybe we don't have the same God? Don't use religion as a way to oppress your neighbors. Thats such a cop out. Couldn't you at least be more honest about why you hate people of other races, sexual orientation, political beliefs etc? Tolerance, learn it. I think a Jeffy Korea song could sum up this post best: "do people really think if Jesus lived today- he'd buy an SUV and picket against gay people- standing on a steeple- shouting lets reprimand them, then we can damn them" I don't know about you but I don't.

Listen to Shirley Phelps Roper, daughter of Westboro Baptist Church pastor, make a complete fool of herself and her ideals.

Saturday, March 22, 2008

take offs and landings

Clouds and peaks, don't sleep in much. Sex on the beaches, snow flakes and camera flashes. Ride, and ride, and ride, laugh. Tall buildings, people look just like ants. Free bus rides, and not so free bus rides. Outer lying suburbs where the fountain of youth flows from the mountains to 12 oz bottles. More riding, sunsets. Mexican food and cliff divers, genius. Irish spirit and car bombs, crowded bars with poor service. VIP areas with posh couches, beer spilled everywhere. Real World. Cute rocker chicks, google. Knowledge is power, no actions = no reactions. Txt msg, few responses. Ride, ride, listen to music, more riding. Towering rocks, extreme heights. Expensive beer. Rich foreign snobs. Thought about how it must feel to live in an extremely poor country and be the top 1% with money. Fast food, soda, motherfucking Good Times (sung in a high voice).  Favorite hat got lost, blame it on hoochies. Kissing cousins, 3 men to a bed. Car rides, floating in giant hot tubs. Old European men in blue speedos. Rendezvous with old friends. Saw cartoon cities come to real life. Thought about letting Ryan Adams sing me to sleep. Waxed poetics with a curbside evangelist, left feeling just as discouraged. Discussed love, life and loss. Toasted to good friends, family, and memories. Partied, thought about getting in shape, finally decided to sleep in. Probably should've ended up in jail. Take offs and landings, the circle remains unbroken. 

Saturday, March 15, 2008

3.15.08



high on a mountain top, we lived in love and laughed a lot. 
folks up here know what they got, high on a mountain top.
high on a mountain top, the rest of the world is like a little bitty spot.
i ain't comin down no i'm never i'm not, high on a mountain top.


Spring Break '08, "We're Coming!" 

Wednesday, March 12, 2008


I've been listening to these dudes a lot lately and realized that they are totes awesome. I hope they have a new record out soon. And come to town, that'd be sweet.




Ohh, this comes out on tuesday which I'm pretty stoked on.

Monday, March 10, 2008

3.10.08


i wish i had a ton of money. i'd buy a house and it would be sweet. i mean the market is good right now, right? i'd have a really sweet modern/minimal design scheme. i'm gonna start playing the lottery, instead of working for a paycheck. 

Sunday, March 9, 2008

I officially declare my tennis season opener to be March 26th. Be there if you want otherwise I'll work on my serves.

Thursday, March 6, 2008

03.06.08



do you every go into something feeling like something really big and exciting is going to happen, but then it doesn't? and it just ends with you feeling drained and a bit bummed? i need something really big to happen, its been far too long.



here are things i'm going to blog about once i'm not tired:
1) gun control
2) taxation 
3) fake emotions
maybe tomorrow.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

politics

so unlike a lot of my peers i don't hate george. i tend to think that he's probably not too bad of dude. i think that if he weren't some over privileged kid he be cool to hang out with. i mean, i like that he stutters over all of his phrases like i do. but today i heard an interesting thing while listening to the radio.  kinky friedman on kfan was talking about the president. on the president as a good leader... "he (bush) put the party first, (and) the great leaders of the country never put the party first." on bush being evil..."he's not evil, you dance with who brung ya, and carl rove brung him... so when it comes to something like stem cell research george bush knows better. he knows better than to veto stem cell research, he knows better than that, he's smatter than that, he's a better man than that, but he didn't, he pandered to the political right." (by the way i STRONGLY support stem cell research... more on that later)
 
the people that a president surrounds themselves with are the ones who will essentially make the presidency (as they develop policy etc.). our current president just chose to listen to the bad ones that he surrounded himself with (rove etc.). hopefully whoever is the next president will do a better job at that. 

but i wasn't a polisci major so does my two cents really matter? no because i'm too well educated in the whole matter.

obama in 08 baby

post secret

have you ever read something that you weren't supposed to. not that it was a secret or anything like that, it was just something that wasn't written for your eyes? i just stumbled upon one of those and it made me smile, and then a little sad, then smile again.

Monday, March 3, 2008

3.3.08

so instead of being productive this evening i decided to go through and look at all the old pictures on my computer. here are some of my favorites:


kitcar photo by brian c

fever demo photo by abby

the tour as documented by blake

bowling fun photo by natalie?

jonners, photo by abby

afraid of heights, photo by maria

she's got soul and he's a soldier

seattle apt living

folklore society

fake it till you make it

mankato- circa 2005

the boys- circa 2005

poison control center

arms

Sunday, March 2, 2008

Get Into It


Uh Oh

3.2.8

After the Kitty Kat Club last night I decided that I need some new hipster cred. So its time to get some new apparel. Here is what I'm looking into:







But we'll see.

Saturday, March 1, 2008

girl vocals


One thing you need to know about me (and if you read this you probably do know) I'm the biggest sucker in the world for girl vocals. Over the past few years there have been three vocalists (well four technically I guess) that have been driving me crazy, in a good way. *insert knucks to a-bombers and g-rot* Those chicks are:Tegan and Sara, Jenny Lewis, and Emily Haines.

Well after much thought and deliberation I've decided that my favorite female vocalist is.....(drum roll please)......Emily Haines. 



Here's my reasoning. Here voice is a little raspy, kinda contemplative, and a whole lot of sexy. Seriously, when she sings these words it makes knees go weak: "satisfy myself, avoid beginners who long to shut my mouth, till i take one of them home, cause i know how it feels, filling in the blanks, looking on the bright side, when there is no bright side, coming in your pants, for the off chance of a poster of a girl." Like what? She can also just flow seamlessly from pop rock diva, faux punk rocker, and sensitive Tori Amos type stuff. And, I'd let her take me home


Dig it.

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

2.26.08

Tonight I watched Quarterlife on NBC. For the most part I really enjoyed it. It basically summed up everything I learned/should've learned in college in a 1 hour show, but we can discuss that more at a later time.

Here is what it really made me think about.

Life is all about conflict. Without it things become stale and boring, right? I mean all the movies you like, all the stories you read, and all the songs you listen too are about conflict. If there is no conflict can there be a story? can there be art? Does this mean conflict is good thing? To feel good we've had to feel bad. To know happiness we've needed to feel sad. And to feel love we need to feel loneliness. Right? I know we've all thought about this before, but the show tonight really made me think about it a little harder. And I guess overall that begs the ultimate question that I know I struggle with a lot. Can there be heaven or eternal happiness with out sadness? Can someone realize they are in a state of eternal happiness if there isn't that conflict? I'm sure there has been a lot discussed/written about this, but I really don't have time to read. 

Sunday, February 24, 2008

uplifting/hopeful


passionate, honest, eternal 

carla bruni




think about it


Thursday, February 21, 2008

2.20.08


uh oh, thai food fortune


FYI- 'King of the Hill' is sooo good.

Tuesday, February 19, 2008

2.19.08

Observations/Thoughts from an Evening in Dinkytown




Dear Purple Onion (AN OPEN LETTER)
First things first you should know that I detest change. I mean, I still wear the same jeans from senior year (even though they've become tattered by the sands of time) and listen to the same tunes I've been listening to since I was 15. When you sold out and moved around the corner to the new hipster friendly location I was pretty pissed. Remember the good times we had at 10:45pm basically every week night? Yeah, those were some mondo-awesome times. I sore I'd never step foot in your new location, trying to be sheek---shame on you! But you know your sweet nectar keeps calling my soul. And you know what? You're not too bad. 
Gone are the days of smoke filled rants by smelly immigrant dudes. But here are the days of smooth mochas and electro-pop tunes. Even though I'm not a big fan of change, sometimes it is a good thing. And you, my sweet, are a fine looking cougar. You made me realize that I too have changed. I mean, my hands look like that of a 55 year old housewife. You however are beautiful. 
-with Luv