good morning...............

i'm a little sore this morning due to a basketball game i played in last night. me and my brother, and a few guys from the wreck room and the bronx zoo play in a league. we are the most out of shape team in the league by far........but we have heart.

i thought i'd touch on some goings on in the sports world.. specifically, the steroid issue in major league baseball. first of all, barry bonds is a cheating, self-serving, whore. and i'll say that to his shrunken down face and shriveled up penis. i ain't scared of him. all of his home run records should be removed and he should be banned from the league forever. fuck him.

i fucking hate the new york yankees. fuck them and everything they stand for. gay-rod can suck my dick, too. fuck him. and jason giambi's lying ass can go straight to hell.

here is my prediction for my suckjob texas rangers this year. they will have a better record this year than they did last year with gay-rod. at least, i believe i can watch them and be relatively positive that they are gonna play hard every night. of course, they will still have 5 bp pitchers to choose from to put on the mound every night. kenny rogers will be our ace. he's fucking 47 years old and has a blazing 82 mile an hour fastball. then after that scares the fuck out of everyone, he will be followed up by chan the ho park. we will match the gambler and the ho up will curt schilling and pedro martinez.

good luck dumbasses...
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one hour later......

catching up on some dylan.....i have to listen to "Blood on the Tracks" all the way through at least once a month. you should all try it.

andy pate just stopped by and i'm going to his house to write some songs. yeah right.

i think we're gonna go to Fred's and eat. fred's is the coolest restaurant in fort worth. the best cheeseburgers in texas and some cold ass beer as well. i think the raihead's beer is colder, though.

the mailman just drove by and waved at me. he thinks i'm cool.

he's right.

i've got my purple shades on. i wear my sunglasses at night.

my future's so bright, i've gotta wear shades.

shamma lamma ding dong playing ping pong with king kong's ding dong.

andy just picked up my guitar and is playing a willis allan ramsey song. i better get him oughta here before he gets excited and breaks a string or something and i have to break his face.


stay cool 4ever,


scott