william it was really nothing
so i went to pensacola with my family, which was nuts. my brother logan and i rented this "funny car" which was like a super fast golf cart that you could take on roads. man were we kool. one night, we (logan and me) walked on the side of the road for about 5 miles to look for a head shop that like closed down or something. people would drive by and honk at us. this one guy yelled at us "hey hobos (or homos, i couldnt tell) welcome to the south!" oh well, its the price you pay for being kooler than everyone else i guess.
so im filling out this application for berklee in boston and they want to know EVERYTHING i have ever done musically. dude, i cant remember half the things theyre asking me. and, i have to write a 500 word essay on why punk rock is so great. ive got that in the bag though.
karen got me this wicked awesome book for christmas called "pussy king of the pirates". it is by far better than "rip-off red". ive read about 75 pages and so far there are close to 10 different plots already forming. its weird wild stuff. you guys should all go pick it up.
so im filling out this application for berklee in boston and they want to know EVERYTHING i have ever done musically. dude, i cant remember half the things theyre asking me. and, i have to write a 500 word essay on why punk rock is so great. ive got that in the bag though.
karen got me this wicked awesome book for christmas called "pussy king of the pirates". it is by far better than "rip-off red". ive read about 75 pages and so far there are close to 10 different plots already forming. its weird wild stuff. you guys should all go pick it up.