Awhile back I was clad with the ball, (insert Bothe balls joke here), always walking around with it firmly tucked under my arm. The ball and I became great friends. Friends knew the ball and I came as a package, (insert second Bothe balls joke here). Last night I dropped the ball and it rolled away only to be snagged up by some other chubby hipster wannabe who thinks they're cool because the keep a blog. Dig that.

Yesterday wasn't a good day to post. I was in a sour mood all morning that Kevin helped me snap out of at lunch. Plus Wednesday was a slow night. It consisted of me putting a recent pile of new CD's on The Future before Dana (aka Let's Talk About My Tits) came over to grub some grilled cheese and get drunk on wine while watching the Family Guy movie. See that movie! It's hilarious. I'm very pumped to have finally put the following on the iPod:

- Big Sleep (rough cuts of new album)
- Broken Social Scene, Self-Titled LP
- Cut Copy, Bright Like Neon Love
- Diamond Nights, Popsicle
- The Double, Loose In the Air
- Editors, The Back Room
- The Evens, Self-Titled LP
- Franz Ferdinand, You Could Have It...
- Gang of Four, Return the Gift (reissue)
- The Grates, The Ouch The Touch
- Happy Mondays, Pills 'n' Thrills
- Holy Fuck, Untitled
- The Joggers, With a Cape and a Cane
- The Legends, Up Against The Legends
- LEVY, Rotten Love
- The Magic Numbers, Self-Titled LP
- Rogue Wave, Descended Like Vultures
- Tom Vek, We Have Sound
- The Walkup, These Walls Have Ears
- We Are Scientists, EP
- Wolfmother, EP

So back to my ball-less existence. Once the work day finished, Kyle stopped by work to pick me up in the van. We took the sick ride up to Stevo's storage space to get Moser's leather couches, (Thanks goes out to Scott and the Moser clan for hooking us up). The first test was getting them into the van which took us about an hour because we couldn't configure it so they both fit. Oh, and we were by the water so my nips nearly froze off. Then we sat in traffic for a half hour on our way back to 186. Then the next challenge was getting the sons of bitches up the stairs and into the apartment. We had to take our front door off the hinges to fit them in the pad. Our final Jenga puzzle came in the form of fitting three couches into our living room. Fortunately we were up to the task. The whole fucking project took over three hours to accomplish. Thanks to Stevo for his help and for not allowing the couch to completely crush me in the stairwell - that was big.

Kyle, Stevo and I popped into Two Boots for some quick grub before Kyle bailed and we hit 2A for some cocktails. Peter, Kyle and I had some bevvies at the hand of Donovan before the night grew late and we peaced out. On my way home I stopped by the Mercury to say hello and extended my night by a good couple of hours while catching some of the Matt Pond PA set. The band certainly has a more rock sound since the last time I saw them. It was a pleasant surprise, but I wasn't too interested so after saying hello to Beach, Sha-na-na-na and Sarah, I slid out to the front bar to snag a tequila shot with Greg, but got flanked by Lauren aka my one and only and Colin who were enjoying the rock from bar. After the show, Lucy, Sarah, Beach and I paraded back to 2A for more drinks where we were later met by Sha-na-na-na and Lindsay. At some point the plug had to be pulled. I didn't realize the level of drunkenness until my alarm went off this morning and my shoes and coat were still on.

So the ball... With the whole couch fiasco I missed two very awesome events: 1. The Strokes listening party at Black and White; 2. The Echo & the Bunnymen show at the Diesel Store. My apologies for dropping the ball. I promise not to do so at tonight's We Are Scientists gig.

In other news, last night Sarah and I started an Art Brut franchise. We are calling it Art Brut 14. Anyone can join, (that means you Dana). The twist is that we walk the streets handclapping and singing Art Brut songs. We formed a band! Start learning the words and you can join.

So there aren't many shows this weekend, but there is a druged out Lord of the Rings marathon in Brooklyn, Nick's 25th Bday party, Yaps house warming party, Sam's Bday party and probably more house parties that will definitely help me be a jackass.