A Day In The Life

I had an epiphany the other day. No, I'm not gay. No, I didn't find Jesus. But I did realize the profound effect my iPod has on my life. It has turned some of the most uninteresting moments in my life into much more manageable ones. Days otherwise spent soundtracked by chirping birds, honking cars, and farting buttholes, are now enriched by 20 Gigabytes of my choice tuneage.

I don't know what I would do without you, iPod. I like you so much more than most human beings. You're reliable... handy... rechargable... and you don't press charges regardless of how much I touch you.

Well, because of myPod's (you get it?) continued impact on my life, I've decided to give it a little shout out on the blog. So today, as a little experiment, I chronicled (Narnia-like) each moment of the day I was listening to music. I also intentionally attempted to pick a moment-appropriate song from myPod to really soundtrack my day. Give it a shot and see if your day isn't slightly less shitty:

8:00 A.M. - I wake up to Andrew Bird's "Sovay." Waking up to music usually isn't my thang, but then again, waking up to a huge hit of meth usually isn't my thing either.
8:15 - After a quick shower, I make myself some breakfast to "Mushaboom" by Feist. This song is just the pick-me-up to go with my Cocoa Puffs and coffee. That's right, I pour coffee - instead of milk - into my cereal.
8:35 - I sit in my house in Manayunk, waiting for my roommate to take me to the Ivy Ridge train station. "Bluish" from the new Animal Collective is just the right "waiting for my roommate to take me to the Ivy Ridge train station" song.
8:55 - I wait for the train to "The Pain" by L.A. underground rapper MURS. Diagonally in front of me is a good-looking girl. I can see the outline of her nice, round tush through her jeans. She turns around, and I discover she is actually a man. I get his phone number - just in case.
9:09 - The train arrives - 11 minutes late, of course - to "Helicopter" off M.Ward's Transfiguration of Vincent. Ironically enough, "Helicopter" is a good song to ride the train. If I had to guess, it's probably also a good song to listen to when flying a jet pack.
9:30 - Walk to class to a few tracks from Ratatat Remixes Volume II - in particular "Allure," a Jay-Z feat. Biggie remix. Rap tends to make me feel tougher than I really am (which if you can guess is fairly untough). It almost feels like a bulletproof vest when walking through the ghetto of North Philadelphia (a bulletproof vest that unfortunatlely is incapable of saving my life if I was to ever get shot).
11:30 - After class, I walk over to Temple University's Student Center to get some grub while listening to Modest Mouse's "Heart Cooks Brain." Then, when I get there "A Friendly Black Lady Cooks Fried Chicken with a Side of Macaroni and Cheese."
12:10 - More walking to class and thus more rap; Dangerdoom - "Crosshairs," Blu & Exile - "Simply Amazin'," Devin The Dude - "What A Job"
3:40 - Class is over, and I'm looking forward to getting home and napping. At Temple's train station a crackhead kindly asks me for a cigarette. I kindly tell him to "fuck off you one-toothed freak." I go with "Gila" by Beach House, "Westfall" by Okkervil River, and "Painter in Your Pocket" by Destroyer for my commute back to Manayunk. Riding trains are a good time to reflect on your day, and these songs are the perfect reflecting music. Riding trains are also a good time to make funny faces at babies.
6:15 - Wake up from a nap and make myself dinner - and by make myself dinner, I mean look for scraps of French fries in McDonald's dumpster. Stars' "What the Snowman Learned About Love" is perfect dumpster-diving music.
7:00 - I spend the next fews hours watching tv, as well as some youtube videos and SNL Digital Shorts. (FYI: This is usually the point in my night where I duct tape a 40 to each one of my hands and put "Break Stuff" by Linkin Park on repeat. I guess tonight happened to be my off-night)
10:30 - I listen to some background tunes as I do my homework: Antony & the Johnsons - "My Lady Story," Tapes 'n Tapes - "Manitoba," Wilco - "Radio Cure," and Elliott Smith - "Angeles." For the record, I do my homework naked to make things a little more interesting.
12:15 - After a long day, I go to sleep (I unfortunately traded in my bed for a love swing so I sleep entangled in that - at the time it seemed like a good idea).