Wednesday, February 16, 2005

Everything I own is on the floor of my apartment. All of my drawers are empty.

I keep having those, "where the hell is ... , Oh, right, I packed it" moments every 15 minutes.

All technology that has outlived it's usefulness must be manually destroyed next to the dumpster out back. The neighbors seem to look at you funny when you're smashing an old DVD player into the ground by the very end of the power cable. But such is life.

Don't try to have a thousand cd's manufactured 2 weeks before you move across the country. The moving is stressful enough.

The new ALKM record is one of the most vulgar and simultaneously hilarious things ever unleashed on the public. We have a song about how badass it is to have AIDs. Beat that, 2 Live Crew!

"With a legion of giant squid from a dungeon in the bowels of the earth, eight foot tall, blue-skinned warriors, trained assassins, killers from birth!"

I'll just leave you with these 3 words: Top Pot Donuts.