They'll never catch us...We're on a mission from god.

WoW Yall! I saw The Blues Brothers in the theater last night with Ilona. Holy shit that's a good frikin movie. There was this lady in the theater that talked through the whole thing and clapped badly during every song...I said something to her but I don't think she was there enough to know. I came to the conclusion that when you mix great fliks from my youth and beer together you get movie go-ers who say to much dumb shit and act annoying during said great fliks. Oh well $3.
I'm working on some new tracks with a couple cats I met out here in the PDX. We had a bit of a session yesterday and it sounded pretty good...Regardless it was fun to play with music again. We're hookin up next Saturday to try to do some things. If they turn out perhaps I will post them up here. Ima' go fix on some beats fer the weekend now....I hope everyone is doing well. I miss yall.
Oh yea and Marty and Laura, I'm sorry to hear that things didn't work out. Hopefully it is all for the best.

powa of rawk

I was just informed by a coworker that an english teacher of his got up on a desk and folk danced to Iron Maiden in class. If that isn't the powa' of tha rawk I don't know what is.

How the Daddy Long Legs Gained its Freedom

So as most of you may know I am a Spider Death God. As with all gods I like to test what my minions are made of, so I toy with them from time to time. My least favorite of the spiders is the Hobo Spider, aka: Aggressive House Spider. This is a nasty little bastard. I captured two of them in a baby food jar and let them duke it out. They were both destined to die anyway, a spider of this caliber cannot live where I am. One of them lived and the other hastily perished. The one that survived was given other spiders and insects to feast upon and has been living well for a few weeks now. That is until I introduced the coolest friggin beast in the spider realm...The Daddy Long Legs. I figured that the Daddy LL was toast. No way it could survive against this beast. It's like a crane fighting a tank. Well I just checked in on the little guys progress... The Daddy LL is sitting in the top of the jar and the Hobo Spider is neatly wrapped up in a little web thing. The crane defeated the tank. And since Daddy LL's are the only spider that I will let live without worry or regret it gets released to wander the earth.

I have a whole new respect for this elegant creature.