Now if only I had a meat pie maker
I hate when I have to struggle not to scold commenters on Shawn Harris' blog. I think it's wrong of them to criticize him for his writing style (so over the top it's decidedly deliberate) or for doing what they see as begging for us to tell him how amazing he and his band are. One - artists get really insecure about their work. They are - shockingly - human and they're sharing a part of them, yeah they get insecure sometimes. And Shawn is curious. Interviews have shown he wonders about their fans and how their minds work, so asking what we expect or want from their new album is almost certainly a genuine question asked out of curiosity.
...yeah, I've been holding that in for a bit.
Anyhow. Tonight I got my Great Mystery Gift from Cosmo. Joint Christmas and birthday(s). A straight razor and a box to hold a set of razors. No holster but I'll soon remedy that. I maybe hummed My Friends. Yes, despite having people take it away briefly because I was playing with it too much, I have already cut myself. Twice, though once I didn't even bleed.
His mother made him wipe it down before giving it to me so her fingerprints wouldn't be on it, and I was asked not to (intentionally) kill myself with it.
...yeah, I've been holding that in for a bit.
Anyhow. Tonight I got my Great Mystery Gift from Cosmo. Joint Christmas and birthday(s). A straight razor and a box to hold a set of razors. No holster but I'll soon remedy that. I maybe hummed My Friends. Yes, despite having people take it away briefly because I was playing with it too much, I have already cut myself. Twice, though once I didn't even bleed.
His mother made him wipe it down before giving it to me so her fingerprints wouldn't be on it, and I was asked not to (intentionally) kill myself with it.