Pinch a muthaf***in' inch

I am finally, FINALLY starting to shake the disease I picked up from Jack/Henry Steinmetz. Damn those Steinmetz kids and their immune-system-resistant viral strains.

However, thanks to Schlueter and all the fruit that she fed us while we were visiting, I have been on a diet since we got back to Baltimore. Eating a lot less, eating a lot of fruit, more veggies, etc. In fact, I'm hungry right now. That's gotta be a good thing, right? I think I can feel my six pack starting to poke out a little bit...

I am so very very tired of advertisements where they take half of one person's face and put it next to the other half of a different person's face and it makes a single, really f***ed up-looking single face. I'm really tired of those.

I am pleased to announce that "Operation Buy a Used Broken MP3 player on E-bay and Use the Parts to Fix My Broken MP3 Player - 2008" was a success. So my good ol' music player is working great again and it only cost me twenty bucks.

I was listening to the Tom Waits song "Time" the other night on my way home from work, and I think I stumbled on the idea that will guide me through my next round of recording: write the songs first, and then try and record them. I don't know why this always seems to be the opposite of how I work, but I think I need to focus more on the words and less on the music.

Oh, and I don't know if y'alls read my friend Jeff's blog (which is great in and of itself, although he hasn't written in a few days), but he links to this blog about Ice-T and his wife, which is very funny. Although it has occasional semi-sorta nudity, so you might not want to view it at work. Check it out.