A few years ago I saw Propagandhi, one of my all time favorite bands, and one of a small handful of punk bands that I still consider important. This was very special to me in that they don’t tour all that often, and hadn’t been to the area since long before I’d ever discovered them. Needless to say it was amazing, and during a few songs I experienced this sensation I’ve gotten a handful of times where I was so into what was going on, I almost didn’t know how to react. I just kind of got goosebumps and stood there in awe. I’m not exactly sure what that was, or how to explain it further, but I think it just means that they put on one of the best shows I’ve seen.
Another time I got it seeing Belvedere in Dickinson, ND when I was 15. I was right up front and afterward my hands hurt from pounding them on the stage along with the music. I’ve never been much of a mosh dude, so I suppose that was the only way I knew to react.
I just got that feeling watching the last few episodes of season 5 of Lost, and have gotten it at the end of nearly every season. It’s just so good. I cannot wait for the new season, even though I almost don’t want it to happen because I know it’s the last.
What happens next, Locke?

I just viewed my blog on Internet Explorer for the first time and was troubled by the fact that it looks terrible. Everything is overlapped, and the whole thing is basically unreadable. It sort of worries me. I wonder how many people have seen me post a “check out my blog” link, clicked it, and thought I was either a huge idiot or a complete weirdo. “Check out my collage of warped, indecipherable texts!” My apologies IE users. Give Firefox a try. It’s great. Plus you need it to read my pants pooping stories.