Crenshaw And The Overmind (2nd ed.)

well, bored as usual. I'm back on myspace and prob. not posting here anymore:

Crenfinkle On Myspace

I woke up early this morning and sat on the couch in a stupor, pretty much like every morning. After several minutes of surreal thoughts and drifting in and out of consciousness, I jumped up and hopped in the car to St. Augustine. I've taken two naps today (Woot!) but managed to squeeze in a few geocaches, a trip to sonic, and an uproarious good time laughing at people running an early morning car wash. Geoaching is great, but it was so hot today that I could literally *smell* the heat in the woods off of US 1. After simultaneously bushwacking through st. augustine briar patches and dodging tourists, I'm ready to go home. Whiiiich, I'm about to do now.

Here's a video biotches:

They're called I Wrestled A Bear Once. These are my new idols:

Yes, but I don't feel so special, because every other flag-waving blueblood between here and the tippy-top of washington state has the day off too.....
and I like to sit at home and watch all the rest of you work when I have a day off. Gloating, yes, and giggling.

Big trip to good ol' Georgia coming up tomorrow too, sort of a ROAD TRIP. Fun times! Hopefully complete with hijinx, watermelon-seed shooting, and obnoxious music all the way to Deliverance country. So that'll be fun. Even a hotel room stay is in order. Hot damn!

"Ya'll done tooken a wrong turn. This river don't go to Aintry."

Band is coming along nicely, I think. Guitar players are in the works, and I've jumped another obstacle: finding a rehearsal space. I've got this thing rolling in ONE WEEK. Not bad for a slack-ass like me.

Hit me up on the interweb IM, or leave a comment. I want to hear from every unfortunate soul who reads this!

Here's the song for this weekend:

I really appreciate the Evil Empire®'s respect for my right to protest. And, they're so concerned about my safety, they actually built a nice little fenced enclosure for me to protest in. Sure, some folks say it's too far from the action to make any difference, but who cares? I'm exercising the democratic process and just letting off a little steam. Ah, to be an American. What a wonderful thing.

Keep It Clean, guys

And some of you may be wondering why I would bitch that they're not allowing people to protest the democratic convention as they wish, but there are two reasons why:

1.) This reminds me of a sympathetic bully: "It's OK, I'll let you get in a couple punches..."
I don't want your damn hand outs. I'll protest when and where I wish, thank you.

2.) The Democratic party, again, is no different from the Republican party. Imagine a cucumber ... and then imagine a cucumber with a condom on it. That's the American "democratic process."

Lovely

Here's today's video: