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Hierchy of needs
This is going to be a landmark year for me. I can't drink my way through the holidays like I have for the last half of my 20's. I've lost my tolerance for booze. I don't get drunk anymore, I get a throbbing head ache and a hangover first. So what the fuck am I going to do when I have to talk about myself to my family ( Read more... ) -
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I haven't posted in a long time. I realized after logging in that I'm really bummed I killed my "zanity" blog. I killed it out of spite. It was part of my heritage. Oh well ( Read more... ) -
Evil Artifacts in my closet
New Amazing Award Winning Green-Energy Lamp doesn't existThis article is great. First off, I totally bought it when I first read about this lamp. Being a layman in science, I didn't even question it. It's a light that you flip upside down, and gravity pulls a weight down to the floor charging the lamp and lighting the LEDs. Apparently, even the ( Read more... ) -
Energy
Working full time is a haul. You get home and you're too tired to do anything but sprawl out on the couch. I hit the gym tonight to try and start building up the energy reservoirs again ( Read more... ) -
Dead Slob Bob
The band! It's... dead. I just got word yesterday through an email. I still don't know exactly whats going on, but at this point that's my favourite place to be -- in the dark ( Read more... ) -
R2D2
This Christmas I drank like a centurion. Christmas eve and Christmas day are blurs. It was fun aside for feeling like crap garbage death on boxing day ( Read more... ) -
Guitar Fables: Part One
Jammin' with the High Kicks tomorrow. The High Kicks blind sided me at a party, charmed me with their talk of staying real, and then gave me the immense honor of asking me to come jam. I want to do good with this. So I'm learning Joey by Concrete Blonde. I'm gonna have to get over my singing voice, which breaks in amusing prepubescent ways. But ( Read more... ) -
Free Blips
The most metal gift of all. NOTHING ( Read more... ) -
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I forgot how amazing the X-Files were.
I now know how to file for arbitration against a landlord. So if you ever have any problems renting, ol B-money knows exactly where to stand in line for three hours waiting to get a piece of paper filed. I had time to go to the IHOP and eat a stack of pancakes. No lie. -
Back to doggy school
Harley's ashes are back at home in an urn with an oily pearl finish. We got a certificate of cremation -- Nov 9, 2007. If you've never seen ashes before, they look like white, shard filled sand. I was expecting campfire ashes I guess ( Read more... )