churchmonster

I'm gonna get to interview Steve Albini, and all I want to talk to him about is the new High on Fire.

Happy birthday! Enjoy your spanking!

quatro de mayo! too bad, but happy all that anyways.

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dude! your totally missing Dave Matthews Band at Jazz Fest here!
i would make a joke here about bringing a gun, but i'm still mourning dimebag over here.

indeed, hammocks are the greatest.

i just went to savannah georgia. it was fucking cool. the historic downtown is very well preserved and the night life was not bad, also. if you want culture, ffod, music, etc, come to Austin! every day and night there is a gazillion things to do.

i need to start working on your insane metal mix. it may have to be a tape, because my burner is being all wonky right now. whatev. it's early.

that dinner sounds soo yummy!

did you make that? i don't know if i like asparagus enough to have it in flan, but that dinner sounds fucking fantastic, especially the pasta.

but yea, let's make some more mixes. can you do tapes? because i'm going to have to tap the vinyl collection if i want to find stuff that you don't have.

i'm going to cook a little mini-feast today with corrigan. probably something that will go well with this nice rioja wine i have. i need to go to whole foods after i have my coffee. what do you think? i'm leaning toward slow roasting some short ribs and making a quick demi and a goat cheese fondue, with some spiced carrots, or maybe my famous blueberry barbeque pork tenderloin.

that jesu cd is blowing my fucking mind, as is the black mountain record. the black mountain record is REALLY blowing my mind.

and i just made mallory the most murderously metal mixtape ever. so i'll be listening to that while i'm cooking.

fuck. i don't know if i am more jealous over your records or your sandwich.

i'm glad you like my new pic. the digital camera is broken and i wanted a new pic since i chopped all my hair off. i thought that was more entertaining than me making stupid faces. however bluto's tooth brushing pic is something to aspire to.

i love taking apart old voiceboxes, like on toy microphones and old talking board games. you can make crazy scribbly sounds on all that crap.

the fucking riverdales. i had forgotten about them, and then when i got home and put it on, i knew every fucking word. it ruled.

did you catch the AQ april fool's joke?

that's damn good story. it's a shame you didn't record what a broken billy bass sounds like and play it on some fucked up loop over a song that continues to miss some je ne sais quoi. the noise maker sounds pretty sweet nonetheless.
i hear stories like that and i want to go thrift store shopping and find silly things to play with (and subsequenlty destroy accordingly). electronic toys for ages 3-6 are always the most fun. especially if the batteries are still in them.

i think i'm going to see sin city today. i can't fucking wait!

apropos the blackfire revelation, i'm good friends with hank, the drummer. we saw high on fire together because he had never heard them. he's pretty awesome, the band is okay, but nothing that i'm ever too psyched on. he's in san frandisco, honorary member.

after careful deliberation, i have come up with the following suggestions:
ear plugs...for when the dogs bark or the neighbors are loud
whiskey...to aid sleep or to keep the night going
an incredible hulk nightlight...duh
a copy of a really boring book for when they can't sleep
one of those amazingly squishy pillows they designed for outerspace
giant fuzzy animal feet slippers
porn
a creepy mixed cd with you doing random voice overs in parts saying "you're getting very sleepy"

that's it. my brain is fully taxed.

fondue pot!