Do you ever find yourself, in the midst of your day, having the most inane, immature, ridiculous thoughts possible? I was at work the other day and for no reason at all I thought "hmmm, I wonder if Justin Timberlake would be friends with me; like if we met each other, if he'd take a liking to me and want to hang out." Bizarre.
I had a dream that I was on SNL and became really famous and was responsible for an SNL renaissance. The dream then morphed into where I was in a knife fight on some sort of futuristic prison-train, but the first part was cool. I think I'd be into that. How does one get on SNL anyway? I think I could be pretty good at it. Better than GoodBurger McKnucklepuck at least. I've gotta figure out some impressions though. I only do Danzig and Morrissey when they're singing, and my impressions of them sound almost exactly alike, even though their voices don't sound alike. Back to the impressions drawing board.
Sherman Alexie is pretty bomb. You should read his shit.
The Dethklok album (Dethklok is the fictional band from the Adult Swim show Metalocalypse) as actually really awesome. I'm a sucker for anything Brendan Small does, but it really does stand on its own as a great metal record. The 1-2 punch of "Mermaider" and "Go Into The Water" will melt the faces off your balls. Even the cookie monster vocals aren't as irritating as they usually are to me. Recommended.
Solitude has been alright for me for the last few weeks. Dealing with a death in the family/miscellanious psychoses is much easier on everyone and myself if done in the privacy of my own room. But I'm good now. You'll see more of me, if you usually see any of me. If not, lets change that. If I know you, odds are that I miss you.
I'm rocking a prettty gnarly beard. The extra "t" is for "totally gnarly beard."
Alright, I gotta go to work. I can't sit around like you idle rich.
I had a dream that I was on SNL and became really famous and was responsible for an SNL renaissance. The dream then morphed into where I was in a knife fight on some sort of futuristic prison-train, but the first part was cool. I think I'd be into that. How does one get on SNL anyway? I think I could be pretty good at it. Better than GoodBurger McKnucklepuck at least. I've gotta figure out some impressions though. I only do Danzig and Morrissey when they're singing, and my impressions of them sound almost exactly alike, even though their voices don't sound alike. Back to the impressions drawing board.
Sherman Alexie is pretty bomb. You should read his shit.
The Dethklok album (Dethklok is the fictional band from the Adult Swim show Metalocalypse) as actually really awesome. I'm a sucker for anything Brendan Small does, but it really does stand on its own as a great metal record. The 1-2 punch of "Mermaider" and "Go Into The Water" will melt the faces off your balls. Even the cookie monster vocals aren't as irritating as they usually are to me. Recommended.
Solitude has been alright for me for the last few weeks. Dealing with a death in the family/miscellanious psychoses is much easier on everyone and myself if done in the privacy of my own room. But I'm good now. You'll see more of me, if you usually see any of me. If not, lets change that. If I know you, odds are that I miss you.
I'm rocking a prettty gnarly beard. The extra "t" is for "totally gnarly beard."
Alright, I gotta go to work. I can't sit around like you idle rich.