bump, set, spike it. that's the way I like it.

It's 10:41 on a Wednesday night and my body feels like jelly. I just took a shower and it was definitely the 2nd highlight of my day. The first one consisted of Katelyn, Ford, Dan Gift, and I eating dinner on our back porch being nostalgic and shooting the breeze.

As for the my body feeling like jelly? Back in June, I decided it would be a grand idea to construct a volleyball court. As if cornhole wasn't enough for us? After careful planning and measuring, my buddy, Dillon Wilcher began the first stage in construction: digging the court out with a bobcat. He completed half of this stage - leaving a gigantic hole in my yard for the remainder of the summer. Bobcats are delicate machines. BUT...as of last week, he finished the gigantic 70 x 35 hole and we promptly had it filled with gravel.

(ridiculously tiny shorts not included)

Next stage: spreading the gravel. Sounds simple, eh? We started at noon and I just came inside at 10:00, tonight. Legs. Are. Jelly. Tomorrow, the sand guy comes to finish the job and we'll spread that out as well. Gotta love manual labor and sweating. At least I got to visit my favorite store: Home Depot. I could live in there.

get me a liter of cola

Last night, Anna, Diddy, James, and I went to Zanies (comedy club) to see Broken Lizard (the five guys from Super Troopers). Thinking I was going to be blown away with outrageously hilarious bits and jokes, I was sorely disappointed to find that they hadn't whole-heartedly prepared their act. I later found out that Nashville was the start-off city for their tour and that we were the first audience they'd experienced. Almost like a dress rehearsal...we were the guinea pigs to see what jokes would work and what needed to be discarded.

They could have also been relying on the fact that they've made several popular movies and didn't feel the need to put forth much effort. Well, lemme just say...they should have. However, I did get a picture with Team Ramrod...on my blackberry (thus the terrible photo quality...and douchebag in background). Besides the lack of laughter, it was a fun night with my roomies - sans Carlye.

the playlist

Cut Like a Buffalo - The Dead Weather

Dondante - My Morning Jacket

Featherbed - Fruit Bats

SSS - The Avett Brothers

My Doorbell - The White Stripes

Thank You - Alanis Morissette

Paranoia in b Major - The Avett Brothers

Whispered Words (Pretty Lies) - Dan Auerbach

Treat Me Like Your Mother - The Dead Weather

Hear Them Stirring - Fleet Foxes

Primative Man - Fruit Bats

About Face - Grizzly Bear

you know i look like a woman but i cut like a buffalo

This past Thursday, I attended The Dead Weather concert at War Memorial and I absolutely loved it. In addition to the already-awesome venue (i heart war memorial), they had brilliant stage presence and were thoroughly entertaining. Alison Mosshart + Jack White = the perfect recipe for a vampy/sultry/exhilarating concert that honestly blew everyone away. To scream like that and make it sound incredible - even live - is a feat in itself. Immediately download: Cut Like A Buffalo. Like, right now.