Wednesday, September 26, 2007

tattooine

Monday, September 24, 2007

so this thing is pretty neat

sketchcast.com = really easy sketch blog thing.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

spacious lifting exaggerated

Doug was like Waaaaaaaaaaaa wiii WAAAA WAAAAa and the other dude was like OHHHHHMMMMM BBBMMMMMMMMM OHHHHHH and the sounds mixed together and ping ponged off the walls and we were all like "THHEEE PLAAANNN KEEPS COMING! BACK! AGAIN!!!!" then there was a hole near the stage where penises fit inside and you could pee in the hole. I didn't use the hole but a couple of my good friends did. Then we danced and Harry grabbed my head like it was a basket ball and shook it to and fro. Oh the times we had. Augie was on all sorts of drugs and he was being threatened from every angle, but we were threatening back at his threatenors, because Augie is conducive to the creative atmosphere and we cant have him in a bad situation. Then the sounds were increasingly loud and they vibrated my brain tissues like a sonic orgasm as Kelsy Wagner put it. Oh the times we had. Band of Horses is playing at the filler on November 17th, and unless you were there tonight or your name is John it will be hard to get a ticket.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

more music

I almost forgot. but not quite.

today I give you some Bozeman originals. This guy was cool the two times I met (and probably annoyed) him.

The Touchers - Vivian

Monday, September 17, 2007

Music Week

This week I will give you a new MP3 every day!

some guy on soulseek turned me on to this. It's like simon and garfunkle. It makes me want to stroll down a country road.

check it out

Sunday, September 16, 2007

continuous flimsy

As I become more eccentric my grammar becomes less important. John and Chris and Grape and UK and Unkle and Matt and whoever I forgot should come here for BTS.

I use automated processes to achieve usability.

Saturday, September 15, 2007

Party

party

Thursday, September 13, 2007

rollerblading is so underground

Yeah this is so gnar

don't hate it.

School, School, School, Work, Sleep
School, School, School, Work, Sleep
School, School, School, Work, Sleep
School, School, School, Work, Sleep
School, School, School, Work, Sleep
School, School, School, Work, Sleep