Hell

It rained again today................mud!!!!

I could live a thousand years in a world without mud.

Mud is depression in physical form....

It slowly will eat away at your inner joy, until all that's left is more mud....

Mud that clings to your boots like the hands of daemons reaching up from hell, draining the life from your tiring muscles....

Mud that soaks through to your socks numbing your imprisoned feet, while leaving a fowl smell. A smell so terrible that you could be certain Lucifer had risen from his pit and licked your feet.

Kings of Leon

A few weeks ago while listening to the local generic alt-rock station, I heard the DJ anounce that it was time to call in and win some tickets. I rarely ever win anything, but being a closet case optimist, I figured I give it a shot. Amazingly I was " caller X" ( that would be the number 10 for all you non-romans out there). The DJ then proceded to tell me that I had won a pair of tickets to see the Kings of Leon and that I was qualified for a drawing in wich one lucky contestant would win along with other things, a VW beetle, an apartment , movie tickets, concert tickets, beer. etc.
I show up about a week later for the schedualed drawing. I was one of about 130 other lucky individuals who got the chance to be enticed with all the free thirts, key chains, and energy drinks that we young consumers so love. After a couple hours of waiting around for the drawing they finally had us all get in pick a number and then line up according to the number drawn. I happen to be 80. Once the line had been formed, wich took a good 20 minutes, we were supposed to pick a key out of a bucket and try it out on a door. As luck would have it, I had no sooner said" watch the first guy in line win! but what are the odds of that?" to the guy next to me, when it happened!!! Needless to say the whole crowd was pissed.
The Kings of Leon finally came to town last weekend. Heidi didn't seem to impressed when I
let her hear a few tracks of the their CD , but she wanted to come anyway. It ended up being a kick ass show, one of the best live performances we had been to. The opening act "The Features" were awsome too. I think Heidi will be a big fan of King of Leon from now on.

Happy Birthday to me!!!

For all who didn't know my birthday was on the fourth. Can't believe I've been marooned on this planet for 25 years.
My bro and his wife came up from Houston to celebrate. We all went down to 6th street( the local club district here in A. town).Had a good time. We hit a bar where a decent ska band was playing, played some pool, but eventually had to high tail it once a different Band Fronted by the best 300 lb female guitarist that I had ever seen. The problem wasn't this woman's weight and not that she lacked talent as a guitarist, but her voice I have to say was definitely the most annoying sound I have heard long time. After we left we walked up and down the street, being that it was also Mardi Gras,there were throngs of desperate men clad in beads and expensive digital cameras hoping to catch their own little piece of "Girls gone wild". Sadly for them the desperate guy to girl ratio was so high that even the ugly girls were making them barter their best beads for a shot of boobage. We eventually finished the night of at coyote ugly's @ 2 a.m.
All that to say I had great 25th, although I'm still waiting for the great yet perhaps mythical insurance discount" that everyone mentions when you tell them how old you're turning.

Shitty car blues.

Oh joy!!! Don't you just love car troubles? Well for all who don't know my present hot ride is a '93 Honda Civic lx. "Lucky man" You may say. I mean who wouldn't give an arm or a leg for one? In some countries only after years of saving money and endless days of toil can one experience the sheer pride that comes with owning such a rare beauty. Sadly I have not been so appreciative. I have as of the past year and a half seriously neglected this faithful steed. I have for the time being put off changing the brakes, oil, airfilter, spark plugs, fixing the AC, alignment, tire balance and rotation, shocks, radiator, body work, and a broken window (Thanks to the Austin vagrant community). Yesterday on my way home I heard the awful yet undeniable sound of a failing cv axel( similar to bones popping in and out of joint very rapidly) I pulled into the driveway and looked behind the wheel. Sure enough I was right. This means I will spend my weekend fixing the car, hell I might as well do the brakes since they've been shaking for the past six months. God forbid that I should break down and take it to the Mechanic! That would only mean that the Man has won, besides I worked too hard for this damn money( and I'm about to work a lot more). After pulling myself out from under the car I glanced at the odometer 209733 miles not too bad for an abused little piece of junk. I guess I owe it one last hurrah!

We all live in the land of Gaga...ga?

So it starts..... I've finally got my very own blog and as expected I can't think of anything worth writting down. From henceforth all of you will subject to my shameless babbling and rantings of mostly useless information about my life. So...... Enjoy!!