Wednesday, August 31, 2005

Words I Can't Spell...

coming (Comming)
y'all (ya'll)
settings (cettings...ok, this is horrible, but I did that twice today)
receive (recieve)

The new DCFC album is pretty good. I haven't listened all the way through, but I like what I hear. Haters just need to accept it. And shiznit.

There will be a new track from Eric 'n Sam soon, be on the lookout.


Monday, August 29, 2005

The Disco Knitter II: The Reckoning

Now with double-entendre vocals by the one and only Sam Dorgan! Soon to be released on a split 7"! Or something!

The Disco Knitter - Eric 'n Sam

click on it normally, and then click on the link on the next page to download it.


Saturday, August 27, 2005


IS A SCAM. I paid $2.50 for essentially a shot glass amount of EXTREME coffee. I thought it was a joke at first, but Ashley confirmed it's legitimacy. It was harder to drink than any liquor I've ever tasted (Early Times, what?) , and I was still yawning. I know I'm addicted to caffine, but it still never keeps me awake. Except that one time I had so much I was shaking. But I still slept. Anyways, never order straight espresso, for you will regret it.


Thursday, August 25, 2005

Dear Teachers...

I do not care about your life history. I do not care if you worked in a hotel in the 80's. Simply give me a syllabus and let me leave. Thanks.


Tuesday, August 23, 2005


to Sam for this one.

The Spinto Band - "Oh Mandy"

They're playing at the End tonight, $8.


I live in an apartment soley so I can use a teapot.

My teapot doesn't look like this, but I wish it did.


Saturday, August 20, 2005


After camping out on Killjoy the futon last night, and waiting on foreign exchange students to leave (who came back to get what I'm going to assume was the alcohol they left, and who destroyed the upstairs bathroom, but eh, new shower for me and Gub), I'm finally enjoying life in Commons 1505. And it's not half bad.


Thursday, August 18, 2005

Back to Belmont...


Cue Ickey Shuffle!


Wednesday, August 17, 2005

Dear World,

I shaved my beard and now am sporting a fauxhawk. I just thought you'd like to know.

Love, Eric

Have you ever been in a situation where you think that it should be a movie scene? Today I was driving back home through a backroad lined with corn fields, pouring rain, and Kid A was playing. It seemed like the lost scene to a redneck version of Garden State.

Cue Radiohead backlash.

Basically, I can't wait to be back in Nashville.


Tuesday, August 16, 2005


click for bigger images

Barn in Stieversville, TNBarn in Stieversville, TNDooDad's Country Store, Sawdust, TN
Nashville or Tupelo?'Scenic Overlook', Natchez Trace ParkwayWaterfall, Natchez Trace Parkway
Self-PortraitWorst Monument Ever, Meriwether Lewis National MonumentHighway 64, near Lawrenceburg, TN
Gas station my car's battery died at


This one's for you, Ashley...

Penn Yan - Intro: Old Mennonite Woman's Music Box, Part 1: Oh! - The Columbia Sponge Factory Experience (right click, "save as")

I'm sorry about the long intro, it was a case of very bad arranging and lack of talent on the violin that led to it's repetativeness.


Monday, August 15, 2005

A Haiku...

Natchez Trace drive fun
but stranded in redneck town
car battery sucks

Sunday, August 14, 2005

Why knowing people in the mental health field is a good thing...

Hours of entertainment! Amy told me this recently, and it is just too good to keep to myself:

Seems like she has this patient who told her that someone took his "seed" and artificially inseminated thousands of women around the country, so therefore he has thousands of children. Which in itself is pretty funny. But it gets better. It has come to his attention that there is a plot to kill all these children, involving none other than the former Danny Tanner. Yes, Bob Sagat is trying to kill his kids. Amazing.

In other news, I think I'll go drive part of the Natchez Trace Parkway tomorrow, then head over to Davy Crockett SP in part of my Redneck Sightseeing Tour/Old Barn Photo Hunt Extravaganza 2005. I feel like I'm probably going to plow through my plans for this week too quickly, but eh. That's all I have to say about that.


Back in Nashville in less than a week.


Saturday, August 13, 2005

In Retrospect...

Things I Will Miss About Spontex:

Things That I Won't Miss About Spontex:

  1. Steel toed boots
  2. Weak fans that are supposed to cool a huge warehouse
  3. Megan Miller
  4. Bluettes
  5. Wow! Scrubbers
  6. The intellectually numbing ability of the entire complex
  7. Spiders
  8. Giant Malaysian Moths
  9. FF-455
  10. "Ronny Woody! 165! Ronny Woooooody!"
  11. "Hey, you're the UPS guy, mail this (insert random object) to Pakmanistankazakstano."
  12. "Whart?"


Friday, August 12, 2005


Party 'til dawn!


Thursday, August 11, 2005

One More Day...

Gracias, Dios.

Once more, with feeling!


Wednesday, August 10, 2005


inevitably, I will break them. For once I would like to have a blister and see what it does when you let it heal itself. I guess that's kinda gross, but oh well. In the name of science, I want to know, and because the one I have on my hand from getting burned with oil (let's hear it for the wonders of cooking fried shrimp in your own kitchen! And a hand for the splash the shrimp make when entering the oil!) hurts now that I accidently broke it this afternoon.

I finished the Penn Yan, NY song, just need to do a little mixing. Judging by the lack of comments about the San Antonio song, I guess it sucked. I dunno, I liked it. Sigh.


Monday, August 08, 2005


Only four more sponge days left. Rejoice.


Saturday, August 06, 2005

Feels like 2002...

I listened to The Get Up Kids and Sunny Day Real Estate today, and it was good.

The San Antonio song is finished, it shall be posted sometime soon. It tackles such diverse issues as infidelity and railroad tracks. It is awesome. Orlando is next. Better watch out, Walt.

Moment of Enlightenment...

Ok, there's this Antonio Banderas movie that I love called "The 13th Warrior" and basically he's this Arab guy who goes and fights with Vikings. It's awesome. But besides that, there's a scene near the beginning where he's sitting with the Vikings at night, and he can't understand their language. But he starts concentrating and abosorbing everything they do, and suddenly he understands them.

That happened to me yesterday at work.

I had to go around on top of a forklift driven by Buck "Whatthehelldidhesay" Bolton, a man who I have not understood a word out of his mouth the entire summer. After 15min of closely listening to Buck, I started to understand him. It was amazing. Our partnership proved fruitful, and I counted boxes upon boxes with joy.

End of story.


Friday, August 05, 2005

12 hours...

is too long to be spent in a sponge warehouse. It shall never happen again. One more week of Spontex shenanigans.

"Hey Farva, what's that resturaunt that you like to go to?"

"You mean Shenanigans?!"


Thursday, August 04, 2005

Mexicans, Porque me odias?

My mexos didn't show up at the field today, so there was no soccer played. Sad times. I walked the dog instead. Not quite the same thing.

After tomorrow, only one more week of work. Hallelujah. Then begins the 1st Annual Old Barn Photography Tour of South Middle Tennessee. No joke. I've become obsessed with old, decaying, surrounded by trees barns that populate the countryside. I shall take leisurely drives around the area and take pictures of them. You may call it lame, I call it "finally, a vacation."


Wednesday, August 03, 2005

Praise Elohim...

My dog finally heeded nature's call today and relieved herself. After a week. I didn't know this was possible, but she did held it. She wouldn't go on our lawn, so I took her across the street, and bang, we're golden. Good girl.

Speaking of the God of Job,

Why, oh ominscient being, do all insects in Maury Co. decide that they need to die on top of the boxes in the Spontex warehouse? And, along with this, why are these said boxes prone to falling on me? I need an answer, seriously. Give me a sign. Like those things you give Mexican Catholics, you know, the leaky faucet that looks like Mary. Funny how no one else gets those, like the Orthodox Greeks. Or the Amish. Poor Amish.
Anyways, peace out homes.


Ok, I need a new city to focus my attention on. Any suggestions? I've already started planning my San Antonio masterwork, so that's already taken care of. Working Title: San Ant


Tuesday, August 02, 2005

And Now, the #1 Hit Single...

"If You Think it's Hot Now, Just Wait Until August" by Suzanne Dugger
B-Side "WHART?!" by Suzanne Dugger (Ft. Megan "Suzette" Miller)

Created by Grant Pavey and Eric Domkowski inside of a very long, very hot 18 wheeler trailer.
The Rock Just Keeps on Coming!

Henderson, You Are Not My Friend - The Columbia Sponge Factory Experience
(right click, "Save As")

Disclaimer: I have been to Henderson, KY. It is actually a very nice town. This song takes artistic license with certain events that may or may not have happened in the town's premises.