Dell are the most irritating fucking company in the history of companies; every single one of their staff is a disinterested Indian working for abominable money, talking on shitty underwater phone lines that break up every 1.3 seconds. So they're getting none of my money, and instead I'm getting an iMac. It has GarageBand, which is one of the most fun, silly, awesome programs I've used in.. well, ever.
My huge legion of fans can soon expect my 6th album, Apple Is A Good Company, I Think (Apart From The Fact My Fucking iPod Is Fucking Broken).
The fun booty continues unabated. Only drawback: Her bed seems to hate my back, and the other day I felt like my spine was trying to escape my back like Christopher Lambert in that stupid Christoper Lambert movie that also has Rutger Hauer in it (I think) where Christopher tries to escape some prison from the future.
PP Nutbags - or Patrick, as he's called when not referred to by a crude nickname - and I recorded an hilariousawesome song called Hit Me With The Lasers. It has fantastic 80s drums (big snares!), funny early 80s Tron-esque circuit noises, and badass synths. The vocals sound like Springsteen-meets-the-mentally-retarded (me) and guy-from-the-B-52s-meets-Mothra (Nutbags). If it was 1982 and we were Flock Of Seagulls, Hit Me With The Lasers would be the song that saved us from one hit wonder status.
I watched On The Waterfront yesterday. Marlon Brando is seriously the sexiest man in the history of men. Any man who can watch The Wild One or On The Waterfront without feeling a little bit gay is a man I don't want to know.
I'm going to be the Arts Editor of a Multimedia DVD / culture website. My old editor at the Brag is running the show there, as Content Editor. If you've ever known an Arts Editor, you know they get a lot of free booze and access to art shows and plays. Plus, it'll look good on my resume, especially if the DVD / site owners start publicising themselves big time - which I believe they're planning on doing - and hence become known.
My huge legion of fans can soon expect my 6th album, Apple Is A Good Company, I Think (Apart From The Fact My Fucking iPod Is Fucking Broken).
The fun booty continues unabated. Only drawback: Her bed seems to hate my back, and the other day I felt like my spine was trying to escape my back like Christopher Lambert in that stupid Christoper Lambert movie that also has Rutger Hauer in it (I think) where Christopher tries to escape some prison from the future.
PP Nutbags - or Patrick, as he's called when not referred to by a crude nickname - and I recorded an hilariousawesome song called Hit Me With The Lasers. It has fantastic 80s drums (big snares!), funny early 80s Tron-esque circuit noises, and badass synths. The vocals sound like Springsteen-meets-the-mentally-retarded (me) and guy-from-the-B-52s-meets-Mothra (Nutbags). If it was 1982 and we were Flock Of Seagulls, Hit Me With The Lasers would be the song that saved us from one hit wonder status.
I watched On The Waterfront yesterday. Marlon Brando is seriously the sexiest man in the history of men. Any man who can watch The Wild One or On The Waterfront without feeling a little bit gay is a man I don't want to know.
I'm going to be the Arts Editor of a Multimedia DVD / culture website. My old editor at the Brag is running the show there, as Content Editor. If you've ever known an Arts Editor, you know they get a lot of free booze and access to art shows and plays. Plus, it'll look good on my resume, especially if the DVD / site owners start publicising themselves big time - which I believe they're planning on doing - and hence become known.
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no joke. from the new york times.
Good luck with the arts thingy. Remember, you need to drink a lot of red wine and get used to saying things like, "it's fine, but not a patch on the work he was doing in the mid 80s"