favorite Indie Rock Bands

# death cab for cutie

# the decemeberists

# cut copy

# sufjan stevens

# lemon jelly

# the postal service

The "U" rocks on XM channel 43

the dogs are eating tomato plants

fav dcfc song for the now "Photobooth"

Say Yes to Michigan

thanks for the directions. Though I negelected to check construction updates. For your reference last 5 miles of M-14 to Plymouth down to one lane. Also I-696 is one lane between Dequindre and Mound.

Still, no problemo as it was Saturday and traffic was light.

The wedding was cool a Quaker wedding held under a Maple tree. Never done the Quaker thing but was nice. My friend's Mom is from Iraq so after ceremony we signed wedding certifcate that was half written in Arabic. He had a bunch of relatives there who spoke Arabic. There was some ululating at the ceremony.


Back to the hotel for beers and to shoot some pool. Dropped some old school beats.

Sunday morning I-94 down to I-75, exit Jefferson. Brief foray into downtown area past Compuware HQ. Up Woodward and noticed a huge crowd of people. Tigers game is gearing up. Up Woodward a little further past B Karmanos breast cancer center. Drive-by through Brush Park which I recognized from the ruins of Detroit Website (ha! ha!) But alas, redevelopment is going on. People rehabbing homes in Brush Park, new townhomes next to Comerica Park.

Wind our way back to I-94 somehow, not well marked route. Back on I-94 over the River Rouge past two sets of blue bridges that had strange geometry.

Alas back home in Indiana.

a movieScript ending

A song by Death Cab for Cutie

Whenever i come back, the air on railroad is making the same sounds.
And the shop fronts on holly are dirty words (asterisks in for the vowels).
We peered through the windows... new bottoms on barstools but the people remain the same, with prices inflating.

As if saved from the gallows.
There's a bellow of buzzers and the people stop working and they're all so excited.

Passing through unconscious states.
When i awoke i was on the highway.

With your hand on my shoulders, a meaningless movement... a moviescript ending,
And the patrons are leaving, leaving.

Now we all know the words were true in the sappiest songs (yes, yes).
I'll put them to bed, but they won't sleep, they're just shuffling the sheets, they toss and turn,
(you can't begin to get it back).

Passing through unconscious states.
When i awoke i was on
The onset of a later stage... the headlights are beacons on the highway.