UPDATE-A-TRON!!
As of late, things have kicked a lot more ass than usual.
Let's see, let's see...
By the end of the weekend, I will be completely moved back into my parents house. I thought it would suck a whole lot, but actually, it's pretty bad-ass. I have cable internet/TV, a recliner, and all sorts of wonderful shtuff. Like a lamp! It rules!
But you know what...
It'll be even better once I get a mini-fridge to put my alcoholic beverages in. DRINKING AT HOME.
Speaking of stuff that rules, I'm playing bass for Mandragora now! I'm very very excited about this, as I've wanted to play with them for a long time. For those of you who are unfamiliar, go here:
www.myspace.com/mandragora
We had our first practice a yesterday and it was awesome. It went a lot better than we all expected, so as soon as we get a few more of those in and some new songs, we'll be playin' shows in NO TIME. Maybe even a southwest mini-tour...we'll see. You can come see us and say "Hey, he IS real!" or "He's a real sex-pot! I mean stink-pot."
With the new band, all the metal I've been listening to, and sheer lack of motivation to shave, I've decided to grow a beard. A REAL beard. No more glue-ing cotton balls to my face. Or anywhere else for that matter. And I'm not talking about just any beard here...we're talking either Ryan Dunn or ZAKK WYLDE!
or
either one, really. I have a firm belief that the size of your beard equals how bad-ass you are at guitar. Like Zakk. I'm sure Ryan's a bad-ass guitar player too. I've never had one that long, so we'll see how it goes. Full-fledged beardo-ism.
Man, MadTV sure does suck a whole hell of a lot. I hate that show more than I hate crapping glass. And I HATE crapping glass.
It's late, I've rambled and said nothing of importance, and now I'm sleepy. I'm a sleep-pot.
Work tomorrow! YEAH!
(that's honest-to-God, serious enthusiasm!)
p.s. someone should buy me the Highlander 20th Anniversary Sword Collection. I would like that quite a bit.
Let's see, let's see...
By the end of the weekend, I will be completely moved back into my parents house. I thought it would suck a whole lot, but actually, it's pretty bad-ass. I have cable internet/TV, a recliner, and all sorts of wonderful shtuff. Like a lamp! It rules!
But you know what...
It'll be even better once I get a mini-fridge to put my alcoholic beverages in. DRINKING AT HOME.
Speaking of stuff that rules, I'm playing bass for Mandragora now! I'm very very excited about this, as I've wanted to play with them for a long time. For those of you who are unfamiliar, go here:
www.myspace.com/mandragora
We had our first practice a yesterday and it was awesome. It went a lot better than we all expected, so as soon as we get a few more of those in and some new songs, we'll be playin' shows in NO TIME. Maybe even a southwest mini-tour...we'll see. You can come see us and say "Hey, he IS real!" or "He's a real sex-pot! I mean stink-pot."
With the new band, all the metal I've been listening to, and sheer lack of motivation to shave, I've decided to grow a beard. A REAL beard. No more glue-ing cotton balls to my face. Or anywhere else for that matter. And I'm not talking about just any beard here...we're talking either Ryan Dunn or ZAKK WYLDE!
or
either one, really. I have a firm belief that the size of your beard equals how bad-ass you are at guitar. Like Zakk. I'm sure Ryan's a bad-ass guitar player too. I've never had one that long, so we'll see how it goes. Full-fledged beardo-ism.
Man, MadTV sure does suck a whole hell of a lot. I hate that show more than I hate crapping glass. And I HATE crapping glass.
It's late, I've rambled and said nothing of importance, and now I'm sleepy. I'm a sleep-pot.
Work tomorrow! YEAH!
(that's honest-to-God, serious enthusiasm!)
p.s. someone should buy me the Highlander 20th Anniversary Sword Collection. I would like that quite a bit.