Still pyromaniacally grumbly for reasons I shouldn't get into on the internets, Zeppelin riffed at least three half-assed post stabs at half-assery which may or may not (ed. note: mayed) have contained insomnia bitchery fall asleep already you naive talentless fuck but I was successful at not being snippy (I think; ask them) at my coworkers, but an unexpected glimmer of yay emerged from the unlikeliest of sources, an internets comrade who loathes said yay as much as I adore them. That's just fucking funny.
Now back to our regularly scheduled angst.
Friday, July 22, 2011
Fiddle-dee-dee, fuckers
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So when can we expect to see the great Graves crawling across the desert streets of Clevelanistan in search of water and a good nights' sleep?
Not bad enough for you? We may be sending yet more heat your way as it could hit 75 here by weeks' end.
"Above, 'twas the party down the block from Dracula AD 1972, whose acid's better, who knows, try 'em both. Vintage equipment, supposedly, as info on these Englished is minimal, churns forth realms us suburban heshers gleefully found in the aforementioned filmography, in American Halloween, in Salem's Lot sideburns bug-eyed before subterranean nightmares made flesh. "
I love that riff, as I think I know exactly what you're talking about!
where's that Jean-Luc Ponty music the title promised? bastard!
All apologies if I contributed to any extra curmudgeonliness on your part.
And the possibility of new Alice tuneage is welcome news (Dear Jerry Cantrell, I hope you still love Cleveland because no one else does, please come back! For the children!)
demeur, 75°, you lucky bastard. Unless that's in Celsius.
zencomix, thou hast comment'd on the wrong post, get thee hence to some acid!
karl of the österreich, I win the internets!
thatgirl, you should know by now that everything is your fault.
Won't someone please think of them instead of, oh, Columbus?
Did somebody say Columbus?
Why am I here, anyways?
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D'oh! One too many Guatemalan Insanity Peppers in the scrambled eggs.
Sheesh, if after three-plus years in the northernmost, demi-arctic region of Maine I could go straight to steaming, tropical-junglefied Guam, where the temperature never went below 78 and the humidity was in the 90's at all times, and sleep in an un-air-conditioned upstairs room, you, Randal can sleep on a hot night in Clevelandistan. Probably with air-conditioning, at that.
Eat a decent supper. Take a long walk. If you can't hack the outdoors, go to a really big big-box store and walk, walk, walk. Then before bedtime, take a shower in tepid water.
If you still can't sleep, try reading the fine print in your insurance policy. ;)
if, because you're number two in line to coach the Buckeyes after the next batch of NCAA violations?
Don't quit your day job, zen, whatever that is!
SWA, how ye blithely speak of my insomnia as if it's rooted in awful, awful heat. You know what they say about assuming, pal. :D
Alice in Chains Working on ‘Amazing’ New Album?
I'm actually excited about the new John Tesh and Yani CD coming soon!
I'm still experiencing my irregularly scheduled angst. It's been 10 years now.
BB, that would rank among the worst duets since Ronnie & Nancy.
susan, does it make you feel the need to invade other nations, if only to nelsonmuntz the elite?
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