today is superbowl sunday
Sunday, February 3, 2008 – 11:08 amand that’s important.
for a lot of reasons.
first of all, let’s get to the music news.
masonic is on ’stand by’ at sxsw, despite all the friends we have!
but i will say that it’s better than a flat-out ‘no,’ even though it usually amounts to being just a prolonged ‘no.’
still, i really stand by this record we made, as well as just about everyone i know who’s heard it.
we have a show at the beauty bar again on Feb 12, which is good.
and we’re working on a show or two at emo’s, one of which i hope works out for us, because it will be a super-huge one.
i don’t want to jinx it, though. so i will be coy and shut my mouth [sic] now.
back to the superbowl stuff, now.
the question really isn’t ‘who will win? the unprecedented, undefeated patriots, or the hard working team with heart, the giants?’
the question really is: how many fluid ounces of queso will i subject my digestive system to?
16?
20?
32?
1 quart?
i’m amazingly skinny for someone who eats as much of that crap as i do.
i’m not bragging, but i am a little concerned that i’m gonna get the diabetes.
because i’m not gaining weight, i would imagine that my heart is probably not too stressed from all the goo.
so the diabetes will sneak around and get me!
hahahaha! diabetes is funny!
so is heath ledger’s death.
ouch!
that was kinda random.
heath ledger dying is not tragic to anyone except his close friends and family.
if a homeless person that’s never made a movie gets stabbed in a knife fight over a can of pork and beans, i’m not crying about it.
so the road map to peace in the middle east doesn’t need to be scrapped because heath ledger ate too many prescription pills.
and if prescription pills were chips and queso, i don’t think heath would be too upset with the news of me getting the diabetes.
so there.
mystery solved.
i also like hot wings.
luv,
t