152: Off The Deep End

Fighting off vicious blood-spitting zombies is an exhausting task. Especially when they are chasing you through an unfamiliar apartment building. And it's even more frustrating when you have to worry about class, not to mention an important presentation. And your classmate's previous presentation was a real showstopper. A full-on rap blowout with lights and a posse to back her up.

Damn. If you had to go through that all night long, you're bound to wake up tired. And that's what happened to me this morning.

We are in a period of transition. Can you feel it? There's nothing to really worry about. I have a nice schedule lined up for me: finish pre-production on the Threadless CD and start work on a new City On Film LP. In a perfect world, it would be done and released by the end of the year. Do we live in a perfect world? Sheesh, it's not even a perfect world when i close my eyes and escape at night. I guess the point is... I have many things to look forward to and not many things to worry about. Hope it lasts.

A friend forwarded me this amazing story about the greatest drunk on earth. You should read it. Especially if you enjoyed professional wrestling in the 80's. That's right. I had the WWF ring, the figures, a red and yellow Hulkamania shirt...

Hey, that reminds me... why did they always slap their elbows before administering the dreaded elbow drop? We'll never know.