Heeeeeeee's Baaaaaaa-aaaaccck!
Hell yeah! I am returning to stir some more nonsense into our minds - useless nonsense. I was gone for a while, but will be back due to some inspiration that hit me this past week. Oh the stories and thoughts I have runnin' in my mind right now... I could go on for days and days, but I will take it slowly.
Well, to start things off - please check out www.PaperTigerz.com and download a few songs, and if you like them, get the rest. Good, original, obscure lyrics. Great beats. Fun music.
Next, I am starting to put together www.BostonTRider.blogspot.com, and like this site, took some time off. However, check-ch-ch-check it out.
"The Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia!" http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=zLElfJ9YCh0
I think you can also get a free copy off of iTunes.
And lastly, PenguinsPride.com will eventually be in business... It links to my penguins blogspot blog right now, and when the Penguins decide to win a game in the near future, maybe I can write some things about them. But, right now, I can't do such a thing.
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On to more interesting things:
The past few months have been very interesting, but nothing compares to my father, I mean roommate, moving in. You see, Dad lives on the second floor and when I first met him, I literally froze, and had bad memories of the past. Slap a moustache on him and BAM! you got my father. The hair, the build, the glasses, everything! Well, except for the inordinate number of sweaters this guy wears (also, xB-man pointed out that when he sleeps, he also wears a sweater. I have never seen him in anything BUT a sweater). So, before I even met him, the guy was calling me G-man. It's like my dad phoned him and told him every possible way to piss the shit out of me. G-man? Don't call me that. I'd rather have clothes-pins stuck on my nipples the whole day rather than being called G-man. Fuck that.
Ok, so, to sum this up, my father, who I haven't seen in 15 years or so, lives with me and my mother probably hates me now.
Ahhh yes, it is good to be back.
Well, to start things off - please check out www.PaperTigerz.com and download a few songs, and if you like them, get the rest. Good, original, obscure lyrics. Great beats. Fun music.
Next, I am starting to put together www.BostonTRider.blogspot.com, and like this site, took some time off. However, check-ch-ch-check it out.
"The Chronic(what?)cles of Narnia!" http://www.youtube.com/watch.php?v=zLElfJ9YCh0
I think you can also get a free copy off of iTunes.
And lastly, PenguinsPride.com will eventually be in business... It links to my penguins blogspot blog right now, and when the Penguins decide to win a game in the near future, maybe I can write some things about them. But, right now, I can't do such a thing.
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On to more interesting things:
The past few months have been very interesting, but nothing compares to my father, I mean roommate, moving in. You see, Dad lives on the second floor and when I first met him, I literally froze, and had bad memories of the past. Slap a moustache on him and BAM! you got my father. The hair, the build, the glasses, everything! Well, except for the inordinate number of sweaters this guy wears (also, xB-man pointed out that when he sleeps, he also wears a sweater. I have never seen him in anything BUT a sweater). So, before I even met him, the guy was calling me G-man. It's like my dad phoned him and told him every possible way to piss the shit out of me. G-man? Don't call me that. I'd rather have clothes-pins stuck on my nipples the whole day rather than being called G-man. Fuck that.
Ok, so, to sum this up, my father, who I haven't seen in 15 years or so, lives with me and my mother probably hates me now.
Ahhh yes, it is good to be back.
posted by Vandelay Industries @ 5:23 PM
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