now i can monger-post once again.

now i just need to go buy some booze and smokes so the monger-fest can truly commence.

and maybe some saran-wrap for my keyboard.

AWESOME COLIN KEEP THE DREAM ALIVE

Welcome back, yo.
As per my thread of today, I still plan on invading for SXSW.
Any way a brother could cop one o' them cushion couch things you've got?

yer welcome to it, just remember that it's a long ways upstairs to the can.

i'm going out for some smokes and booze, i'll be back shortly.

That's the spirit.

If I had a nickel for everytime I've said that and NOT been back shortly....

Godspeed, sir.

smokes, red wine, and sealab 2021. it's gonna work tonight . . .

Good for you, Chuck! Regression is good for the wounded soul. I take it sealab 2021 is a video game?

I hope its not the wine that you buy by the gallon?

it's a wonderfully dumb cartoon.

and having internet again means boobies are only a keystroke away . . .

and i'm going to have the lungs of an asthmatic chimneysweep if i don't start cutting back soon . . . this divorce thingy sprung me from a couple a week to almost a pack a day.

and the wine is just a midgrade cali cab sav, smokey and making me buzzed already.

That's the recipe for me tonight.

Oh, that's what you meant by saran wrap on the keyboard!

I'd rather lose my cable than my internet. But not because of the boobies.

Good choice on the cab. Which winery?

out to the porch for a cancerette . . .


np: unplayed tracks of 2005 in my iTunes library.

drunkish.

w00t

sealab, smokes, and drunk.

now, if only i had a booty to make a booty call to . . . the evening would be perfect.

sweet...are we going to get a 5 min or so update of everything you are doing this evening?

hahaha

well, just stepped in from some lung pollution, sipping on the red wine, looks like i only have about one glass left in the bottle . . . have watched a few episodes of sealab 2021 . . . listening to the oranges band - ride the wild wave . . . pop candy with wisps of pretty harmony in its hair. now listening to calexico - trigger. calexico always makes me want to be in the desert. rattlesnakes coiling, cacti bristling, the sun beating down on a dusty vignette, naught in sight but a rusted out car chassis, all permeated by the smell of heated dust.

yep, definitely drunk.

Fusée.

np: sleater-kinney - steep air . . . this would be a good song to have angry sex to. i am going to go back outside to smoke another cigarette now, we'll see what's on when i get back inside.

Tell us you have more wine. You've GOT to have back up.

even better - i'm going to go play grand trheft auto and drink more at a friend's house . . . her's hoping that i drive safely - and slowly - over there. see you cats in the morning.

drive safe - have a good night...