a brief aside

Dear everyone living in and around California,
I hate you. If you don't go to Coachella, there's something wrong with you.

Love,
Ben

It's a three-day music festival from April 16th-18th, and if you went, you could see:

Friday:
Deadmau5
Grizzly Bear
La Roux
LCD Soundsystem
Passion Pit
She and Him
The Avett Brothers
The Whitest Boy Alive
Vampire Weekend
Yeasayer

Saturday:
Bassnectar
Beach House
Coheed and Cambria
David Guetta
DEVO
Hot Chip
Major Lazer
MGMT
Muse
Pretty Lights
The Temper Trap
The xx
Tiesto

Sunday:
Delphic
Florence and the Machine
Gorillaz
Jonsi (from Sigur Ros)
Julian Casablancas (from The Strokes)
Matt and Kim
Mutemath
Phoenix
Spoon
Thom Yorke (from Radiohead)


Holy eff, what a fine assortment of music. That is beyond a shadow of a doubt the most insanely appealing lineup I've ever seen. If I had any money at all I would be ALL over this. If you're going, don't talk to me about it. I don't want to know. On second thought, do let me know if you have any extra passes that include a plane ticket from Copenhagen. I'll trade you a kidney for them.

procrastination station

Some people have the innate drive and self-motivation to confront their assignments head-on and conquer them in a methodical, unyielding fashion. I have a 10-page research paper (due Friday) acting as an infinitely dark cloud obscuring my typically sunny disposition. So what have I been doing with my days? Well, my apartment is immaculate. My laundry is done. I even scanned and submitted credit card verification to re-enable my online poker account. I'm confident I've also plumbed the internet to unfathomable depths. The upside? I've discovered some pretty cool stuff. The downside? This paper is a growing beast, and each day adds a little more water.

Here's some of the stuff my procrastination has uncovered:

1. New Music. Here are a few recent addictions:

Phantogram:



Yeasayer:



2. Youtube Videos

Little Man, the Way Girls Are: Very amusing (and certainly true) Danish short film.



3. Articles

An informative history of the "Cougar":
http://www.more.com/7846/11711-500-years-of-cougar-history#1

And of course, the hopelessly redneck GatorBike (made with real alligator, mind you):
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/worldnews/article-1250891/Road-Kill-Alligator-killed-US.html

4. Ideas

It only takes one great idea to make you a multi-millionaire, and I may have had mine. Outsourcing is the business world's buzzword du jour, so why not take it a little further...outsource pregnancy. Women from developed nations don't want the burden and career-killer of lugging around a gestating fetus for 9 months (followed by maternity leave, of course). I propose a company that combines the requisite "components" from wealthy, career-minded couples, finds an appropriate surrogate in an impoverished third-world country, and makes magic happen. The couple gets their child, and the surrogate gets first-class prenatal care and several thousand dollars (which likely exceeds their annual income tenfold). Hey, who said pregnancy wasn't a full-time job?



Friday can't come soon enough.

losing that loving feeling

It finally happened today. I went to the bank to pay my rent and was informed that there were insufficient funds to make the transfer. It's not at all surprising, I've been running a deficit for a while now. As my Danish is rotten and I'll only be living here another 3.5 months, my qualifications render employers as unenthusiastic to hire me as I am about taking out a loan. So what to do? Don't worry, the clear heels are staying in the closet. But I am adding a few banner ads to this site and trying to draw a little more traffic to it. It makes me feel dirty, but not as dirty as if they shut off my water and I can't shower. If you appreciate the blog, I hope you'll consider making my bank account appreciate by visiting frequently or maybe even clicking on one of the ads.

Well, in light of the fact that my life has had a brief lull in excitement, I've been working more on the story. Part 2 is posted!