We Die Rich...

"We die rich with lovers and tribes, tastes we have swallowed, bodies we've entered and swum up like rivers, fears we've hidden in."

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Monday, July 24, 2006

...And *WE* had a funny conversation...

This took place in my house about an hour ago...As if we needed further proof of how ridiculous my brother is! Read on:

Setting: Adam & I are playing darts with Page France playing on my computer...

Adam: Dude! You listen to the *most horrible* music!!

Me: WHAAAT??!!! Adam, this is the band we went to see last nite! The one you said played "Circus Music"! I thought you said it was *different*, but I didn't know you HATED it???

Adam: It sounds like hippy music...

Me: Ok, here, what about this...? (I put on some Sigur Ros)

Adam: Wait! Is this that noisy, howling crap you always listen to when you're in the shower?? That "oooooohh ooo ooo" garbage??

Teresa: You have bad taste...

Adam: If NOT listening to this means I have "bad taste", then I'm glad [to have "bad taste"]!

Wowwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwwww!!! How do he & I share the same genes??

I will give him this: He liked the You...or well, at least he said, "Well, this is better than that other crap..."

Oh man...

1 Comments:

Blogger Rosemeyer said...

He makes me hate things.

Monday, July 24, 2006 8:54:00 PM  

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