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Saturday, July 19, 2003
Oh, SNAP!
I'm mere DAYS away from my blog's 2nd Birthday! Hoo-Ray, or something like that. I don't think I'm going to do anything special for it. It really hasn't been a fantastic blog thusfar this year, and I'm not sure it's even earned cake. It may have earned some beef jerky. (Don't let it know, but I think that beef jerky is better than birthday cake, anyway.) I mean, it's not like it's been bad or anything this year, it's just not been exceptional. It's had no fantastic one-acts, no moral posturing, it's been pretty... well, boring. I, of course, am still a fireball of creative energy and majicks and kung-fu and... no. No, I'm not. I've grown boring. Oh, don't get me wrong -- when situations arise, I can still drink to beat the band, and stay up late, and do all the other things that cool kids do (except one-night stands with strangers. Or did that go out with Studio 54? It's tough to keep up when you're not a slim-waisted hipster.). What things of not have happened to me during the course of this blog? Well, for one, I was sorry that I got fat, so I slimmed down. (Much love to Wesley Willis for that line.) And, I directed two plays. (Much love to no one for that line.) And, I lost my job. (Much love to my former employers for that line.) ------- So, in my new/old bedroom, I found the Rocket From The Crypt album Scream, Dracula, Scream! and Never Mind The Bullocks by The Sex Pistols. I'd forgotten exactly how much ass those albums kick. I haven't sat down and quantified the precise amount of ass the albums kick, but if there were an ass-kicking contest they'd probably win. Especially if W. Axl Rose decided to not let Appetite For Destruction show up. That one-legged man in the ass-kicking contest would have his work cut out for him, trying to top "Anarchy in the UK", "God Save The Queen", and the one-two-three punch of "Middle", "Born In '69" and "On A Rope". Matthew Sweet's Girlfriend would get its ass kicked, but that's alright, since Girlfriend kicks a different kind of ass. The indie-pop kind. Comments by: YACCS |