And muthafuckas act like they forgot about Dre.
Rant time. Wheeeeeeeee!
-- If I was ever making an action movie, I would want the Helmet song "Biscuits For Smut" to be playing in the opening credits. It sounds like what the Red Hot Chili Peppers would sound like if they had testicles
-- So at work there's this little old lady who stops in, usually at 3pm, and buys instant lotto tickets. Lots of them. Shift change is at 3pm, and part of shift change is counting lotto tickets. This has earned her the name "The Lotto Lady." Creative, I know. Fuckin' sue me. Anyways, so today she's complaining that I'm not selling her any winners, and even has the gall to say "I might have to go out and get a job if you keep this up." God forbid I cause you to stop flushing the Social Security money I pay you down the drain, you crusty bitch
-- Note to self: use the phrase "crusty bitch" more often
-- Today while doing paperwork I let my mind wander and think about cool dates. Like today was 2-22, so then I thought about 11-11-11, because it's really the only day every hundred years that works out like that. And then I wondered if on that day, I would remember thinking about it today. It's like a time capsule for the part of my brain that retains the most retarded shit possible. I can put it on a shelf next to my extensive knowledge of all things Pokémon
-- I heard Bob Vila on a commercial in the car today, and I never really realized it, but he's a massive tool. No pun intended
-- This made me extremely happy: http://www.rollingstone.com/artists/gunsnroses/articles/story/9155514/axl_rose_breaks_his_silence
-- I know it's in my away message a lot, but it bears repeating: March 14th, Casualkiller, main stage, Temple Club, all ages. Opening for Heroes Love Revenge and Bleed The Dream. Please RSVP. Also, March 4th, Unwanted Reflections with special guests The Plurals, Jenn's Apartment, and, oh yah, more CK goodness. I'm gonna be pooped. That one's at Gone Wired Cafe on Michigan Avenue in Lansing. Woot
-- The hockey gods have shown their displeasure with the NHL lockout; both the USA and Canada lost in the first round of medal play. Now Russia will defeat all who stand in its way and claim certain victory. Just like the old days. Before the Dark Times. Before the Empire
-- Pandora.com is pretty cool
-- My car will finally be fixed next week...yesssssssssss
-- I hope spring gets here soon, because I've had an odd hankering to play basketball lately. I would even like to get a team around and play in the Gus Macker tournament this summer, just for the hell of it
-- Shows this weekend in Detroit and Ludington. These trips are either going to go very, very well or someone's going to get stabbed in the small intestine. There can be no middle ground. It'll probably be me, though. Dagnubbit all
I'll be back whenever I get around to it. You know how we do
-- If I was ever making an action movie, I would want the Helmet song "Biscuits For Smut" to be playing in the opening credits. It sounds like what the Red Hot Chili Peppers would sound like if they had testicles
-- So at work there's this little old lady who stops in, usually at 3pm, and buys instant lotto tickets. Lots of them. Shift change is at 3pm, and part of shift change is counting lotto tickets. This has earned her the name "The Lotto Lady." Creative, I know. Fuckin' sue me. Anyways, so today she's complaining that I'm not selling her any winners, and even has the gall to say "I might have to go out and get a job if you keep this up." God forbid I cause you to stop flushing the Social Security money I pay you down the drain, you crusty bitch
-- Note to self: use the phrase "crusty bitch" more often
-- Today while doing paperwork I let my mind wander and think about cool dates. Like today was 2-22, so then I thought about 11-11-11, because it's really the only day every hundred years that works out like that. And then I wondered if on that day, I would remember thinking about it today. It's like a time capsule for the part of my brain that retains the most retarded shit possible. I can put it on a shelf next to my extensive knowledge of all things Pokémon
-- I heard Bob Vila on a commercial in the car today, and I never really realized it, but he's a massive tool. No pun intended
-- This made me extremely happy: http://www.rollingstone.com/artists/gunsnroses/articles/story/9155514/axl_rose_breaks_his_silence
-- I know it's in my away message a lot, but it bears repeating: March 14th, Casualkiller, main stage, Temple Club, all ages. Opening for Heroes Love Revenge and Bleed The Dream. Please RSVP. Also, March 4th, Unwanted Reflections with special guests The Plurals, Jenn's Apartment, and, oh yah, more CK goodness. I'm gonna be pooped. That one's at Gone Wired Cafe on Michigan Avenue in Lansing. Woot
-- The hockey gods have shown their displeasure with the NHL lockout; both the USA and Canada lost in the first round of medal play. Now Russia will defeat all who stand in its way and claim certain victory. Just like the old days. Before the Dark Times. Before the Empire
-- Pandora.com is pretty cool
-- My car will finally be fixed next week...yesssssssssss
-- I hope spring gets here soon, because I've had an odd hankering to play basketball lately. I would even like to get a team around and play in the Gus Macker tournament this summer, just for the hell of it
-- Shows this weekend in Detroit and Ludington. These trips are either going to go very, very well or someone's going to get stabbed in the small intestine. There can be no middle ground. It'll probably be me, though. Dagnubbit all
I'll be back whenever I get around to it. You know how we do