emmett

I can hear the kids in the pool, it sounds fun. 2 days ago it stunk to hell like paint, now it reverberates the joy of the (near) innocent, what a great paint commercial in the making. Who would known that one self hardening toxic sludge could hold another much milder toxic sludge which we would then be happy to play in. Tell that one to Black Elk.

Say Cold Play on Thursday, my nose was bleeding, but I still thought the show was great for a venu that(Target Center), they had far more energy than I expected, but they need to stop posing as U2 or we'll have to kick them out of the country.

There is a show monday that I really want to go see, its midnight evils (its is a CD realese party), but my friend is in an MC battle at the loring ( I think) ... decisions decisions.

I want to play pool, it draws me like crack, why I couldn't tell you, every day, must play pool. Its so beautiful, it makes me happy. It may be off to the Dinkytowner.

I was in an accident this week, , fucked my back up a little, but it wasn't my fault, damn soccer moms, I'm starting a group soley aimed at downing this upsurgence of the soccer mom.

I'm getting loopy, gotta go.