Monday, December 13, 2004

Two men enter, one man leaves!
So yesterday I completed my Mad Max marathon (what was to be one weekend ended up stretching over 3 weeks). Those movies are SO not as good as I remember them being. The storyline to the whole trilogy is pretty pieced together, but the story lines in the individual movies themselves don't even really make sense if you think about them for more than 2 minutes ... or, you know .. if you pay attention to things like continuity. "Bust a deal, face the wheel!" I think Beyond Thunderdome is probably the worst. They have Mel Gibson in the palm of their hands like 400 times and they waste their time talking or trying to kill him in ever more elaborate ways, and he always seems to escape. Why not just bust a cap in his ass when you've got him injured on the ground? Duh. Whatever, Tina Turner struts around for 109 minutes in a chain mail teddy. That's pretty hilarious. There's also a giant who turns out to be a retard.

CHRISTMAS!!!
I know you think I'm the coolest guy in the world. Why don't you buy me presents? How convenient, here's my Amazon wish list.

The Black Keys are good, but it's not the kind of good you can really get down to for a long period of time. This is the kind of music you hear if you're lucky enough to walk into a really kick ass bar in some po-dunk town out in the middle of nowhere. Actually, no, those places only exist in movies. I've been to enough po-dunk towns to know there is no such thing as a kick-ass ANYTHING in them. Except maybe a rodeo, but that doesn't count because it's lame by definition.

WHATEVER IS COMING, READY OR NOT! REACTIONS SLOW! REFLEXES SHOT!

I bought a Rocket From the Crypt belt buckle a while ago and my girlfriend has since stolen it and worn it every day. I hate her. We're totally breaking up over this.

I'm moving at the end of February. Abraham Lincoln Killing Machine will be playing a bunch of shows before then. I suggest you come. We've got amazing things planned. Amazing, amazing. Nate, Matt, I'm looking in your direction. Not that you read this anymore.

that's it.