7 Days. 10 hours. 45 Minutes.
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Yesterday night I checked out this movie called The Ranch. It was about this whorehouse in Reno and it was pretty similar to the Bunny Ranch. Anyways, I was thinking it was going to be fucking amazing, but it ended up they dubbed the fuck out of all the cuss words. Not that I demand to hear profanity in every other sentence, but dubbing out ( Read more... )

A wild ride these past few days have been. Wild in a good sense, definitely. Between getting my job back, and going to the strip club on back to back nights (and getting on base with a stripper in a private room, definitely a first here) have been good, no doubt. Getting the phone number of said stripper? Check. Finally going to a show in months ( Read more... )

I Miss You, C. Everything about you. From point A to point B and somewhere after that, too that I haven't the slightest clue.

(note: these are new lyrics on tap for RG. Enjoy this preview, leaked right here, world premiere ( Read more... )

Why don't you fuck off? I'm sick of hearing you talk. Why don't you fuck off? Fuck you.

Now I didn't actually write that, obviously as you can tell by the italics. That was written by Robin in the Hudson Criminal song "Malcom." But really, that sentiment (that's actually the lyrics for the entire song to those of you who have not had the pleasure of ( Read more... )

It's time to book our own shows. After the Palo Alto show fell through for this month (Alex C likes the bill a lot, though, so he wants to do it in August), we've decided to start booking on our own. There should be no shortage in supply of bands who want to play, and we've already tossed around a few potential venue ideas. Ricky has some places ( Read more... )

We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
And make this place a heart
To be a part of
We ain't going to the town
We're going to the city
Gonna track this shit around
And make this place a heart
To be a part of
Again

We're going...we're going
And we're gone
We're going...we're going
And we're gone

So baby make it with me in ( Read more... )

Two nights ago, I talked to God for the first time. He felt exactly as he was. She talked exactly as she sounded.  I was told there's nothing wrong with me; in fact I'm rather well rounded.  I've served in cloth, dipping the water, singing the hymns, sometimes, seemingly upon deaf ears. Don't you see? This is the answer to all of our prayers and ( Read more... )

At the moment, I'm still in the dark in regards to the Palo Alto show. I guess Alex C hasn't confirmed the date yet, so it's still up in the air. We've decided, as a band, that if this show falls through we're just going to start booking on our own. We're all pretty tired of contacts not coming through, and I believe that we're ready to make some ( Read more... )