here’s how they get you i think: they sneak up behind your vehicle, possibly on the street side, just to be extra sneaky. most likely in a crouching duck-walk fashion, although maybe even crawling. as soon as they are in sight of both the parking meter blinking its red light and your ill-fated license plate, they duck down again out of sight, perhaps even diving behind a nearby token sidewalk-tree, or a different car. this way you have no idea it’s coming. then once they’ve punched in your penalty, they casually stroll around to the front of the car as it’s printing up, so that when you see them standing there and say, “hey, this is my car, we were just about to leave,” they only say, “oh, sorry, it’s too late, i already entered it.” and hand you the ticket.

see, their delight in this is double: if they just walked around to the front right away, you’d see them before they entered any info into their little park-o-tron handheld ticket-dispenser 9000 thingy and put a stop to it by leaving hastily instead of sitting on the stoop of a shop on sunset blvd that’s closed for the night right smack in front of your car while your date finishes a cigarette. and if they sneakily did the whole process and sneakily put the citation under your wiper and sneakily snuck away the same sneaky way they came, they’d rob themselves of the joy of personally handing you a freshly printed, and according to them too-late-to-cancel fine. oh, they’re tricky ones they are.

and it’s with a fist shaking in the air that i write this check for 29 dollars, city of west hollywood. may your children be born unfit for tv commercial auditions and your overpriced coffee be spat in by girls too moral to sleep with someone for their big break but not too moral to befoul your latte!

oh and i think this week’s song of the week will be a little cursive ditty called the martyr. this domestica cd is so rocking and good i should have found it ages ago.

oh yeah, rest of weekend wrapup — how about it? well friday i saw rainer maria and rilo kiley and they were both solid. i liked rainer maria better overall but the singer for rilo kiley whose name i can’t think of, well she was pretty much amazing. i don’t know if their sound is overall something i’m totally into (just not my cup — could easily be yours cause i do recognize they are good), but that girl. mm, that’s a fine singin’ voice. and in-n-out afterward was great because this cool girl i never talked to came with us and she was really cool. oh lord that last sentence was godawful. very fun girl though; gives a person hope and all that (no i’m not saying i want to date her or anything, just that i respect people with personality, is all).

saturday we trounced our rival football team which of course makes me feel like a more complete person on some level. oh wait it was more that i ate two cheeseburgers at our barbeque, and it wasn’t that i felt more complete as much as that i felt more full. of meat. mmm, meat. and then the date that included a 30 dollar trip to the bookstore, kind of. stupid parking meter. lovely date though. and today i slept too late.

begin, shortened holiday week!

[now hearing this: the mountain goats – tallahassee. oh my god, this cd is spectacular. wow. really, have you heard this? it’s so good. so good. oh. it’s good alright.]