it's a little late for blogs, but it is what it is and that's the way i like it.

so prepare yourself for greatness. i mean impending doom.

doom, despair and agony on me.

okay, i have a correction on the dates i gave you guys the other day.

fred's cafe on the patio is on sept. 4 and not august 28. okay then. fine.

thirty minutes later......

sometimes it is amazing to me that i've made it this far. why do i keep trying? i keep writing away on these stupid fucking songs and still get almost no respect whatsoever. i am fucking sick of it. from now on, if i don't get the respect i feel i deserve everywhere i go.....

i don't know what yet....but it's gonna be bad.

motherfuckers....

chill out scott. it's okay. they don't know any better. they're just stupid little people.

i know.. i know.

i'm gonna rob a bank tomorrow. i've been scoping it out and i've got a foolproof plan.

i'm gonna be on that show "Masterminds". but they're not gonna know it's me because i'm not gonna let those motherfuckers catch me. but all of you will know it's me. if they read my thoughts, i'll just say i was fucking around. genius.

i've been noticing lately that the word "genius" is getting overused lately.

i've been called a "genius" several times in my life and i've never really liked the sound of it too much. i prefer "mastermind".

hello, is anybody in there?

who are you talking to?

fuckyou.

you are so fucking stupid.

you're fucking stupid.

yeah, that's what i thought.

man, this is getting ridiculous.

i can't believe my life has come to this. midnight and i'm still blabbing away like this is gonna do some good. it is all for naught. it is all a crying shame. it is all bullshit.

but it's still kinda fun....

sometimes,

scott