Sometimes I remember

Why I hearts da series of tubes we call the Internet. Good job world.

Thank you Wolfgang Peterson...you douche

I just watched Air Force One...ummm It's pretty 90's awesome. So many good actors in such a ridiculous fucking movie. All I have to say is....GET OFF OF MY PLANE!!!! Take that shit Oldman. You just been served. Imo he should have gone all Vlad on Bladerunner's ass. Now that's a movie I'd pay to see.

Everything where it belongs

See the animal in his cage that you built,
Are you sure what side you're on?
Better not look him too closely in the eye,
Are you sure what side of the glass you are on?
See the safety of the life you have built,
Everything where it belongs
Feel the hollowness inside of your heart,
And it's all... right where it belongs

Show pics from last fiasco

So here's some bullshit pictures from the last gig that was meh. Yeah I had hobo facial hair...cause I'm BA. Yeah it's a Tron shirt and no you are not cool enough to own one only I am

Latest Bullshit

So we played a show tonight. I had very low expectations. Some Snow Board Company hired us to play at this thing where we would play after/before (we didn't really know) some epic movies that they had made. See Warren Miller. So I didn't really promote it because who the fuck new what was gonna be going down. About 600 god damn people showed up. I was getting pretty amped. But then I started thinking...these people are not here for us... oh shit. So the movies played and everything was going well. We were told that the raffle they had planned was going to go on before and after we played so more people would stick around. But these promoters/hosts of this hoot-nanny get totally shit faced during the movies and decided to give away all the free shit right before we play. Now this crowd has gotten a bunch of free shit and has already stood through two fucking movies decides it's time to go. By the time we finish our first song there are maybe 30 people there. MAJOR BUZZKILL. I get a little pissed and almost say something to the people as they are walking out but whatever. We finish our 45 min set and pack out our gear. A bunch of underage kids are outside who left when we started. They are just drinking all the beer that hobos can buy. This pisses me off more. Fuck these kids. I wanted to fight all of them. I almost started talking to one and then decided a beer would be better. We finish loading our cars with shit and are about to leave when the one cool promoter who actually introduced himself comes up to us and hands us 230 bucks. He apologizes for how things went and was really sorry they fucked up the raffle shit. MAJOR BONUS. So tonight we just got some cash to make some t-shirts. Badass. Recap Crowd:0 Band:1 We got paid to have a rehersal. Oh and they gave us a bottle of Jack Daniels. Rock N Roll. I can't wait to play shows for people who are there for us. I'll drop kick every faggot snowboarder in the mouth that day.

I'm back

Okay. I've been gone awhile. It doesn't matter nobody reads this anyway. I don't care about anything at all right now except for this. This is the greatest thing ever. Nobody can say the internet hasn't given us great things now.

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I love watching a two girls play the harmonica at the same time.

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Fucking shit bawlz

It's hot today and I feel sweaty and nasty...in a bad way. Time for yet another cooling shower. Booyah!

SHHHH! Do you smell that?

I used my ms paint skills and gave"The Exorcism of Emily Rose" some much needed... ZAZZ! Jazz Hands ftmotherfuckingw.
So I just watched Ghostbusters and as always it was fucking incredible. I think it is definitely on my top 10 all time favorite movie list if I were to make a list like that. I have been shitty with posting so I'm going to get better at that considering every time I do it makes me feel somewhat satisfied in some mysterious way. Maybe its the whole..."ZOMG MANG 2 PEEPS MIGHTZ B3 R3ADINGZ DIZ!". I'd say I write this just for me but that would be a huge pile of bullshit. So I'm unemployed and running out of cash fucking rapidly. I have applied a few restaurant type places and, I am applying to work at fucking Office Depot with my bro Theo. Any job would be good but I really need to find some older woman to be my sugar momma. I think that could solve a whole mess of problems. One: I would have money for shit. Two: I would get my knob slobbed. Three: I would have money for more shit. I mean those are like the three most important things right now for me so if I had those I'd be living large. I'm going to start going downtown and busking (for you people that aren't awesome it means playing your instrument and/or singing on the street for money). Now I would be safe and not play directly in the street but it really isn't a realistic way for income. At least, I think not. This dose of grog has been awkward yet enjoyable, kind of like sex on E. I'll keep you posted on the job status. Over and out.

Rawk

It's what I fucking do.

What in tarnation!?

I have stayed up all night listening to Dethklok and playing World of Warcraft. Either I'm the coolest person in the North American continent or I need to get laid. You be the judge. I'm going to go try and remember what sleep feels like now. I feel like I am one 1337 h4xor. Come and get uberpwnd nubz.

DETHKLOK

I just went and saw Dethklok live as they kicked off their headlining tour. Holy bawlz, titz, and azz. My face has been melted right the fuck off. There was almost 1600 people there. It was amazing. Every time I go and see a national touring band I just get really excited. Metal gets me fucking hard is what I'm trying to say. I enjoy the show but I'm always thinking and hoping that I could draw that many people together for a show like that someday. I don't think that success should be based on just how many people buy all your shit but...it fucking helps. Seeing everyone having such a good time at a rock show is incredible. Also, good job Adult Swim for allowing Brendan Small to shred all over late night TV for the last year. I am really amped up to play this Friday at the Hawthorne Theatre. We're opening for a couple more established bands from Portland. Last time the headlining band played there was at least 250 people there. I'm hoping that many will be there for us tomorrow. I guess I just get a real high off of seeing a show. It was great and I'm really glad I went to it. If you get a chance check ticket master for their upcoming shows. I'm going to go try and write some tunes while I'm so pumped up. Rock, Rock On.

It's like working on the Panama canal.

I feel like I have malaria. I ate Arby's yesterday. Side note: Arby's smells like retards. I've always thought this since my brother brought it to my attention many moons ago. I don't mean to say retards smell like Arby's though. It's just something about the odor of roast beef and assorted processed cheeses that justs evokes a certain tard memory in my cerebellum. Since this a new blog, I need to say something. I don't want you to fucking correct me in anyway unless asked. I don't want to see fucking posts by some twat who knows what actual part of the brain controls your sense of smell. FYI: I DON'T GIVE A SHIT. Anyways, I want to crawl into a hole and die. We shall see if I make it through the night without shitting my penguin pj's. That's right bitch. PENGUINS. I'll report back when we've finished the next lock.

PS Bonus Palindrome for your asses. A man, A plan, A canal, Panama!

So it begins

I decided it was time... to throw it all away. I've given in to temptation. I am now a blogger. What the fuck has happened. This will be a chronicle of people, things, and ideas I find interesting. I hope you are all prepared. More to come shortly. Get ready for a storm.