happy valentine's day...

yeah..

now i don't want to sound unromantic here...but...

valentine's day has got to be, without a doubt, the stupidest holiday of all-time.

let me see if i got the jist of valentine's day right...

buy some shit for your girlfriend or wife.

on to other news...

i was busy at the mall the other day and i noticed a store near the mall called, "The Family Christian Store". so, naturally i had to go in.
i looked around at all the pretty crosses and pictures and statues of jesus and the many different bibles to choose from and then the clerk came over to me and asked me if she could help me.

i said, "yeah, how much is this statue of jesus.?"

"25 dollars", she said.

then i said, "i bet jesus would give it to me for free."

"i think you need to leave, i don't think you're a Christian", she said.

oh yeah, "does this sound familiar? no one can serve two masters. for you will hate one and love the other, or be devoted to one and despise the other. you cannot serve both God and money. that's matthew 6:24, bitch. i didn't realize that jesus was into capitalism."

"i'm calling the police if you don't leave now.", she said.

whatever.

none of that really happened....

i just made it up. i did see a family christian store, though. and i did go in and look at all the shit in there. that's a pretty good racket they got going on there. get your jesus statues, get your jesus pictures, get your bibles with your name stitched on them, we got your jesus for sale. all you jesus lovers, come on in.. jesus pictures marked half off. six inch jesus statuettes only $9.99.

something seemed very wrong to me.

since i haven't done a church of scott's thoughts in a while, that will have to do.

i've been thinking about kid's names lately.. i keep hearing all these names that keep popping up all the time like,...

dakota and hunter and ashlynn and kaylor and brantley and presley and the list goes on and on...

what the fuck happened to george? when is the last time somebody named their son george?

i guess those seven little george foreman motherfuckers.
or is it eight?

i'm tired of this combining two names together shit. it's out of control. bring back the real goddamn names. george and joe and henry and tom and dick. okay maybe not dick. sally and jane and pete and jim and larry or harry. fuck gunner and storm. i once knew a stripper named stormy, though. she was pretty cool. i don't think that was her real name. or her real tits.

i hate my name. i graduated with about nine scott's in high school. i guess in 1970, scott was the new name. the "hunter" and "dylan" of it's time. i fucking hate it. i'm going to change my name to george foreman.

for showbiz...

i wanted to thank tom skinner for signing my comments section. it was very inspirational. you are one of my heroes, tom. hopefully, one day i'll get a red dirt lifetime achievement award and get a discount on turner turnpike like you. i've learned a lot from you and i really look forward to seeing you again, my friend. i've truly enjoyed every minute i've got to be around you. thanks again. good luck and tell larry and deb i said hello.

well, that about concludes this fucking post. i gotta go watch "forensic files".

oh, by the way, i'm finishing up the record this week. i'll be in the studio tomorrow and through the rest of the week. i'll let you know how it goes.

thanks for reading...

eat a big one,

scott

p.s. yeah, i remember you carey barnes... fuck off slut.