Thursday, December 23, 2004

Chop, chop, chop, chop, chop...

I think a helicopter hovered outside my house today.
By the way, there's a new poem up in Penny For My Thoughts, go check it out.
Me and The Mad Grabber took our guitars to his drummer friend's house yesteray. The bassist friend came over too. Can anyone guess what ensued?
5 hours of hardcore rocking, minus the drugs and the sex (for all you who decided not to be nice and guess).
Then today my friend revealed to me that I can get a discount on anything I want from Best Buy as long as he buys it.
Now I have 5 hours before I need to "wake up" and go downtown.
Well, until next time, don't let those silent black helicopters take you away!

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Wow dude you have really outdone yourself this time!!!Your page turns me on...like a light bulb. Your site is flippin' awesome and full of sweet nothings that yet make you want to read more...rock on old friend, rock on. And remember me!!
- Tito