Camping on Brokeback Mountain
If there's two parts of me that are most often misunderstood, it's my taste in music and my sense of humor.
Anyone who went to college with me, suffering through hot car trips to the mountains every weekend for snowboarding, can attest to my eclectic tastes. But I defended those mix tapes every time, dismissing others negativity as simple lack of appreciation for good music (pretentious perhaps). I'll defend my music (see my Last.fm profile or my Anywhere.fm library) to my grave.
But I've talked about music a lot this week already.
My brother (pictured at the right) called me last night to tell me that he wore my homemade Brokeback Mountain t-shirt (given as a birthday present) to school yesterday and got lots of compliments. I made that shirt on a complete lark and didn't think he even wore out in public anymore after the one time he wore it here on the night of his birthday party.