Huh? I just tested the link twice and it worked....well anyway you're on my MySpace friends list so you can just find me there if the link really is freaking out.

Shit I forgot about the speeder bike thing. Funny story though, I actually did stab myself in the hand at the end of the track, but I forgot to turn the mic on so I had to do it TWICE. Oh, and I hired some guy to stand in the 2nd storey window next door and shoot me right as the track was ending, but he missed his cue and instead shot me while I was trying to eat my cereal this morning. But that was cool, because I wanted my breakfast to be an experience, not just, like, you know, a regular meal.

Hmm..
You know , I hadn't really thought about it, but there are indeed similarities. For one, you know how among the locals there's a sense of "We're all in this together"? Well out here there's none of that because EVERYBODY is completely oblivious to anything but themselves. And even then I'm not sure. Actually I'm not sure how else to account for the daunting number of car accidents I see out here.
On the plus side though, the scenery is REALLY nice here.