so i have a 'blog'. does that make me gay? sort of, but at least i'm not you, though, sitting around reading the dipshittery that will inevitably end up at this place while debating wacking off to myfreepaysite.com. anyhow, i suppose i wouldn't be a very good blogger with a blog for shit if i didn't tell you my agenda, but, unfortunately, i don't really have one. (honestly, i'm off work unexpectedly and am crippled from doing yoga like a dumbass and am not precisely mobile)
and just so you know... despite what he have all been told, yoga class (at least the one i attended) does nothing to bring you any closer to self fellatio. the woman did, however say corny shit like 'namaste' and play an annoying japanese fluteshit cd. you know... the one that goes 'whee-ooooooo' i'll admit though, that it was a pretty cool experience, sans the part about rendering me handicapable. call me gay all you want for taking yoga. i can handle it. i have a 'blog'.
this guy... this fucking guy. i don't care if it's debatable that he's actually deaf. this is some 'art for art's sake' type shit and as such i love it. seriously, if it were humanly possible to marry this guy's rendition of 'aces high' i would. and we'd have a house with a picket fence and all that shit. what makes the above especially poignant is the fact that i have slowly and painfully come to the conclusion that i am going to miss the maiden show in fort lauderdale in two days despite having a ticket. i know i'm gay. i know that missing 'rime of the ancient mariner' to the calloused hands of financial responsibility is about as un-metal as a tangerine. realize, though, that i have forgotten about more things metal than you'll ever know. anyways, as a coping mechanism, i have taken to pretending that this is what bruce et al sound like nowadays.
by the way, i came across this video through the metal inquisition blog, which is, hands down, rad beyond shit.
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