long time a'comin.
ok. i know. it's been months. i doubt that many of you cared that much, but if you did, then cool.
this post is gonna be short and stupid. like tom cruise.
just a few points:
-"Africa" by Toto is a damn good song. (didn't see that coming did you?) i'll let the naysayers nay. there's something seriously chill about that tune. i'm still kinda shocked they wrote the score for Dune, though.
-Nugz and BK's blog has to be one of the funniest collections of miscellaneous drunken humor on the net. maybe it's just me, but when i hear Nugz talking about "being elbow deep in beers" or one of them (can't figure out which, it could easily be either of them) explaining that he's sitting on his couch with no pants, watching re-runs of boy meets world, considering cracking a PBR at noon brings me to tears laughing. keep it up fellas. i'm elbow deep in research, and one of the few things that's keeping me sane is reading about Rocket Sauce, people doing their dance, and Ken hooking up with extremely inappropriate candidates. you better realize this: once i'm done with this p.o.s. thesis, the NightTrain is running into Fredricksburg.
-a friend of mine just gave me partially full bottles of kahlua, frangelico, and creme de cacao. and i already have unfinished bottles of kahlua and frangelico. i don't even know where i'm going with this comment. i personally don't know whether i'm happy about this, confused as to what the fuck i'm gonna mix it with, or a little frightened that i'm gonna get into a tragic alkie mindset and try to chug them one night.
-on a similar note, i smuggled in three bottles of NightTrain to Canada. i split one with a friend, and, as he stood up after drinking half over a period of about 15 mins, his eyes rolled around and he said, "holy SHIT! that stuff is fuckin insane!" and moved his arms in a mildly flappy manner. two bottles left, and i really am having a hard time deciding who i want to share it with. i don't wanna split bottles again. anyone who has had it knows that the real magic comes after you realize you drank the whole thing in a pretty short time, and have that split-second realization before it turns you into a giddy 6-year old on meth that you are in for one hell of a night...and you most likely aren't going to wake up indoors. or at least not in your own house. i'm pushing dave to try it, but he seems frightened by the very thought. maybe he's too OLD. haha...take that you soon to be 28-year old. nah, he'd love it. other than dave, there are very few people that i would even consider giving this to up here. it's not for amateurs.
enough for now. i will post soon again, and it will have much more substance than this one.
