I took a bunch of photos. How about that?
The beautiful story of a friend of mine
hey man, its me. whats going on? I guess you cant answer that. anyway im kind of feeling a bit like...erm...nothing at all. like i dont exist, or im not existing...like as an action. its not very difficult, it just...not that i had to try...i just...hmm...ceased to, be. anyway, if you can hear this i guess im wrong. call me back, bye.
* c l i c k *
It's so very cold. Keep cozy with the warmth of music ♫♪
Where are you Mike? Has anyone found the secret page yet?
On the twenty-fifth of February there will a be a rock and roll show benefiting the Pine Ridge Indian Reservation. It's in Denver, CO at Owsley's Golden Road. I believe you will like it. Also take a close look around this page, there is something new.
I manifestly detest those little social interweb fads (Spacefook, Titter, Tubler), but I do like this formspring thing, ask me a question
I'm also considering uploading bits from my journal of scribbles and nonsense in syndication. Cause I gots a scanner. That wont make my head explode. Never seen that movie, actually.
There's something magical about █████████████ that just makes me want to sing.
I Like Movies. Did you know that? You can see what movies I like if you have the FlixNet.
Also my hat got a SpaceFook, cause it wants to be hip and connected. I don't, so I don't have one.
Wanna buy my CD?
Me neither
I played the Oregon Trail today. I felt an odd concoction of humor and disgust as my close friends died of various diseases and exposure before I drowned in Snake River, Wyoming.
I got to write my own epitaph.
