Hamburger stands, but no fucking hamburgers...

Hamburger stands, but no fucking hamburgers...

The band is looking for a new guitarist. We have a guy lined up and hopefully won't lose much momentum (he says he knows 80% of our material) but it sucks to lose Al. I liked him more each time we played. He's been sitting in with some other guys and decided to go to them. Oh well...

I looked at the Indiana band's schedule, and I see there's a gig scheduled the week before the next gig I knew about. I'm taking it that they're going to use it as the first gig with the new lineup. I hope that goes well for them.

I was a useless piece of shit yesterday and barely left the house. Tired as hell, and I think I lost 40 pounds in three hours from going to the damn toilet so much. I could use yesterday morning's shit to melt steel. My poor bunghole.

Got 50 pages into Stephen Hawkings' A Brief History Of Time. Looking forward to the rest. My brain isn't wired towards math and science, so I'm trying hard to plow through things my head doesn't want to wrap itself around, but his book is a genuinely enjoyable read.

There's a woman at work who needs to consider new employment - that ass could make her RICH. I just want to fall to my knees and beg her to let me be her ass's best friend.

Want a neat little classical CD? The Canadian Brass doing Bach's Goldberg Variations. Pretty nifty.

Gin has a tendency to sneak up on me. I think I'll go back to scotch.

I've got a new CD shelving unit that holds 532 CDs. If they're in jewel cases. With the burnt CDs in much thinner envelopes, I've got probably well over 600 in it. And I'm only up to the J's. not counting the Jethro Tull. I also left out the Beatles stuff. I'm gonna need more of these units.

Huhuhuhuhuh, "unit", huhuhuhuh.

Ahhh, coffee...

My uncle who works at Wal-Mart was informed last week that his pay has been capped and he'll never get a raise again. For fuck's sake. These cocksuckers make the money they do and they STILL are finding ways of fucking the help in the ass. Fuck Wal-Mart with a big rubber dick. Evil Republican shitstains.

I'm looking into going back to school. Trying to figure out exactly how I want to handle it, but I'm leaning towards picking back up where I left off - I was a history and political science major back then. Christ, It's been 15 years.

Can somebody please walk up behind Donald Rumsfeld and hit him in the back of the head with a sock full of quarters?

I've gotta poop.

Love,
Dougie