I'm two glasses into the commercial grade Logan Fils and I am fully impressed. It's so good when it hits your lips...

Connor asks me what I'm drinking and I tell him antifreeze.

Just let me roam around some pasture land and graze for a while, I wanna loaf...

I fuckin' need you here by me ( Read more... )

Four men rush into a crowded bank in downtown Arlington. Tight-fitting knit hoods cover their faces, which happen to be set in a perpetual grin no matter the situation. Fully automatic weapons and loads of ammunition give them all the courage they need. The bank, which if you were paying attention is crowded, just happens to have been vistited ( Read more... )

Huh oh huh oh ( Read more... )

Go see him. Listen to TV on the Radio. Drink your two W's, i.e. whiskey and wine. Combine with caution.

I know that God is in the radio, checkin' the stations.

Whatever you do, don't tell anyone...

My attorney has informed me, in the light of the Dallas TV show creator's upon death instructions of placing his body in a wood chipper and spreading the chunks in a wheat field so his remains can be made into bread one day, that his remains shall be "put in the same kind of wood chipper but spread upon a cannabis field so [we] can smoke him ( Read more... )

I stood in line with a group of people whose average age must have been around 78. Was stared at by those same people until I could hide in a voting booth. Voted in an inebriated state for a noncomitted state. Went home and ordered up a bottle of commercial grade Logan Fils. Am now extremely glad I got that order in before the Burning Bush ( Read more... )

A good friend of mine is helping me aquire a banjo ( Read more... )

You know, Tommy Dorsey once said to me that a man has to be something special if he's going to get anywhere. I took that to mean that something specific about my own personality, something unique, was what was going to put my name up in big letters on a marque. I dunno anymore. Tommy is dead and all he ever got was a hard time from his brother ( Read more... )

Every now and again I get wowed by some bit o' music, like with !!! and an old Modest Mouse ep. And it's these treasures that make me believe that other people do get into the same frame of mind as me. I don't want that to sound too egotistical, but I can't help it. I guess this journal is just an act in ego masturbation... where'd I hear that ( Read more... )