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For some reason, I got it in my head that I wanted to write a little about every single piece of music in my iTunes library. Memo Juez decided to join me and write about the music in his library, … Continue reading
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3145. “In a Delorean” by Game Theory
While you can scroll down to read the lyrics here, there doesn’t seem to be anyplace online where you can listen to this track without torrenting Two Steps From The Middle Ages. Since our tradition here is to not link … Continue reading
WP001. “Revenge Against the Gremlins of Cthulhu” by The Sad Clown Rep
This means war! And I do mean war! Not a musical war in the vein of the Rap contests a la 8 Mile, but an all out Improvaganza of Epic Proportions where only the winning team gets to decide the … Continue reading
We’ve Reached a Milestone
1000TH POST On April 1st 2007, The Director started this project blog and invited a bunch of friends for some written fun and frivolity. There was one objective to be as facetious as possible; hence, The All Fools’ Opening Day. … Continue reading
Hey Dawg! Where You At?
Well, things have slowed down here due to Lunar Wars. Basically, a bunch of us from here and Random Salad joined up and formed an alliance called The Browncoats. I’ve been spending an ungodly amount of time over there forging … Continue reading
Confession. I was a 30-something Zombie.
I wished to write about elves. Drunk elves. Grumpy elves. Nasty creatures. Like me. Everything was perfect. Until I got my head checked… by a jumbo jet. Excuse this corny pop culture reference. I’ll try to explain. I used to … Continue reading
Sun Wukong Da Nao Tian Gong
So much depends On the large orange drink Sitting on the counter In an unclean glass … Continue reading
Is Yar
I see myself in my car before I get in my car. Eye green, door handle curved like a smile, when its clean, I can see my face in the door. When we went to the Toyota Dealer, the brochure … Continue reading
Spring is two things to me
In my youth there were two things that spring meant. At the tender age of eight (my earliest recollection) I remember that spring meant cleaning and death. I come from a large family. My dad alone was the youngest of … Continue reading
General Lee
“If you really loved me, Uncle Jesse, you’d let me use the new paper shredder,” said Daisy, her ample bosom heaving in her tight little denim shirt, which she’d made out of an old pair of shorts. Ever since the … Continue reading