Sick Moonmen Playing Football and Listening to Cage The Elephant

So, there's not much to do today, and I've developed a slight cold. So my throat's been scratchy, my nose has been stopped up, I've coughed, and I've been drowsy. I took some NyQuil last night so I was out like a light.

There's been a lot to think about over the weekend. Especially the VMA's. It was quite enjoyable to watch Kanye West make a fool out of himself... again. Just out of nostalgia, I got on Youtube and watched the infamous "George Bush doesn't care about black people" clip. But afterwards Beyonce did the right thing by letting Taylor Swift give her acceptance speech. I've never liked Kanye that much, but he really crossed the line when he ruined a perfectly good Daft Punk song.

The performers at the VMA's really weren't all that good, with the exception of Green Day and Muse. I remember being blown away by Muse a few years ago when they opened at a My Chemical Romance concert in Charlotte. I had never even imagined a clear guitar before. MCR put on a good show, but nowhere as good as Green Day.

As a member of the marching band, I am required to attend the football games on Friday, where I play sax in the stands, and bass on the field. Last Friday in particular the team wasn't doing so well, and I realized that the games could get quite boring. So I played my music in the stands. At halftime, we had to put on a marching show for the crowd. The local news channel was filming the game, so they got a few shots of the band. The cameraman decided that I would make a good shot, knelt right next to me and put the camera on me. Naturally, that night I watched the news to see myself on the television. They get to the part about all the football games, and skip any shot thats not of cheerleaders or football. The football I can understand, but our cheerleaders can barley dance to our music. One time they tried to dance to a song in 5/4 time. They failed.

Back to being sick though, Last night I had to go to Wal-Mart so I could get the NyQuil that so quickly knocked me out. As I was leaving I heard someone listening to Cage the Elephant, and now I can't seem to get the song out of my head
"There ain't no rest for the wicked, money don't grow on trees..."
I need to go and get that CD. It would keep me thoroughly entertained.