That's Game!!!!

Eagles won today. This dude is elated. I fully expect a large gushing post on his blog soon.

On the band front, Cedric is in rehab. I trust he's writing some great songs drawing on that withdrawal pain. So yeah, things are going great for us. We thought about breaking him out once a week ala Murdoc on the A-team. Just doesn't seem realistic. We can't fire him because he is the only one with connections. So we're stuck practicing and figuring out what a bass does. Before his court imposed rehab, Cedric did write one song, so I guess we'll spend our time trying to find some free studio software on the net and practicing the heck out of that one song.

That's a lie...

I've never seen Lost. That's just like me to lie like that. What a loser. It's late, and I don't know what else to write about. Blog.

I've been watching the Presidents show on The History Channel. Interesting, but pretty thin. I wish they would make an hour episode for each President. Run those back to back too.

It's very late. For me.

Now This Colon

The TV show Lost seems to be the best reality show yet. I can't wait to see who they kick off the island.

And Now..

Some crappy blog poetry:

I feel you hate me
And my feelings...
blah blah blah

I can't do it. I'm a guy so I don't care about feelings or much else that doesn't explode. On the off chance I watch TV, it's on the History channel or the news. Normally, I'm pretty easy going. The reason for this rant is because at work we can watch TV, and my coworker likes OC or whatever that crap is. I feel my I.Q. and my sack shrivelling when the theme starts. I'm certain this kind of TV should be stopped as part of the war on terror.

Now, I'm thirty years old, and pretty domesticated, but when this crap starts up I just want something to explode. I don't even watch it. I'm working and on the internet and it angries me.
Not angers. Angries. That's double-bad.

My coworker isn't some wimp either. He works on cars. He says the reason he watches is for the chicks, but everytime he brings this up and I look at the screen, nothing but sausage. A bunch of dudes looking at each other.

We're fighting a War on Terror. Shouldn't we toughen up the younger people instead of filling their head with this whiney tripe.

I realize the show is for teenage girls, but that doesn't make it alright.

Making matters worse, I logged onto Blogexplosion and surfed some blogs and found some of that awful blog poetry.

I've got some firecrackers on my desk so I think I'll go blow something up.

Chronic post

Whichever of you young whippersnappers stuck your rip rap music in the comments, more.

I hate celebrities in general, but for some reason, Ashlee Simpson really angers me. It could take a while for me to gather my thoughts on this subject. Orange Bowl... lip synching...no talent...MTV show going into SECOND SEASON?!?!?! Just another reason to hate MTV. Or is it VH1? Irrelevant. Well, maybe I don't really hate celebrities. Maybe I just hate the celebrity worship. More later.

My blog asplode

Been using Blog Explosion for a couple of days now. As a result, I have found some cool blogs. Also found Ask Snoop. That's about it.

Almost there

Well, I found a singer. A certain Cedric has yet to produce any songs, perhaps due to a developing drug habit, so I, along with our new singer, Al, sat down to watch some MTV and write some number 1 tunes. We soon noticed that MTV is the last thing you should use for musical inspiration. How long has it been this way? I thought they showed short video clips set to music on there. So we switched over to ESPN and found some music videos starring some talented athletes. Can't go wrong there. Everyone loves athletes, right? Putting it all on the line, poetry in motion, just to fill the void in our collective lives. Oh, and to rake in millions of dollars and women. Anyway, we wrote about 17 songs while sitting there. Most were about what Cedric was doing while tripping on the drugs I've been hiding in his burritos. He can't seem to get enough of those or Funyuns. I guess that's how you spell stuff. Anyway, we went to a studio and recorded some of them. I know we still need a bass player, but since none of us could figure what a bass player does, we went ahead sans bass.

I got the feeling after listening to the demos that we need more practice writing and playing music. Despite that little setback, we felt like celebrating. So we went to a bar and tried out our new Rock Icon Status. The ordinary status must still be lingering so we weren't very successful in picking up groupies.

Yet another new template

That's it. Just another new template. Nothing else to report. Oh yeah. The band got arrested last night. Things are going great. No such thing as bad publicity man.