Freeze dried hands & unpaid bar tabs.

So Blogger has this new publish straight from Microsoft Word thing that I’m currently playing with. Normally I’d do a “test post” to see if everything is hunky dory but it’s gotten to the point that I simply trust Blogger and all the tools they keep coming up with; from audio posting and photo publishing they’ve been incredibly reliable (especially by internet service standards). Albeit a moot point if I don’t post anything, but fuck you for even thinking that, you needy skank. I’ve been busy (I really haven’t been).

So…

What’s up with me? Why haven’t I blogged? What have I been doing? Hmmm… Not a lot. The Stones are touring again, Trent Lott’s still an inbred moron, and the Dodgers are playing well below my expectations, but what else is new? Well, since you asked:

1. My Jetta’s starting to act like I’m dating it (we only do what it wants to do, it whines when it’s hot out, I think it’s letting other guys drive it, etc)


2. My work schedule’s become so hectic that a social life seems more out of the question than another ten years out of Peter Jennings.


3. I seemingly walked out on a bill at El Sombrero.


4. My old buddy Casey sent me a random message via My Space and it made me pretty happy.


5. The anti-high fructose corn syrup plan has been working swimmingly since I discovered the 12 pack of Snapple’s Diet Peach Iced Tea.


6. I saw the Aristocrats for the second time and laughed harder than the first.


7. Some punk bitch looked and me and was all frontin’, so I busted a cap in his bitch white ass.


8. I found Jesus Christ as my personal savior, asked to borrow money, then pretended I didn't know him.
   


9. It’s been so long since my last haircut that I look like I could be in an Oasis cover band fronted by that tool from the Verve.


10. I discovered that if you hold a can of canned air upside down you inadvertently stand the chance freezing the shit out of your own hand.

And that, my friends, is pretty much it.

Peace, Love, & Afropicks,

- eric.