So.. I'm seriously contemplating an appropiate juncture to get my locks all cropped off. Brutal deliberations.

It was two or three days ago, when I carried my sorry self over to the nearest mall for business. This grandiose shanty of welfare-economy establishments was about as thrilling as a sandpaper enema. A carpet boutique? Right next to a barber shop that has “crew cut” as a specialty. I was only impressed with the above-average breed of cockroach, with ( Read more... )

It’s three bloody days since one of the most outlandish encounters in recent memory. The Sounds Of The Underground tour provided a coalition of colorful, screaming, angry white-boy music for all to come and phlegmatically worship. Despite all the snickers and giggles going into the outing, my cohorts and I were privy to a solid schedule of booze, ( Read more... )

GWAR TONIGHT!1!

HELLS JEAH!!1!

With no particular rhyme or reason, I have taken it upon myself to breathe new life into this gizmo of corrosion. The fourthcoming summer promises many a moment of idle thought; I've got too much free time on my hands. As I currently take up residence in this suburban septic tank(see: Mississauga, Ontario), I easily submit to my lack of a life for ( Read more... )