well well well....

the natives are restless i'm told...

well fuck em..

i'll blog whenever the fuck i want to i told 'em. i don't have to do shit if i don't want to. fuck 'em and the horse they rode in on. i ain't got shit to say anyway. i'm fucking busy. like i give a fuck if you all are missing my blogs. fuck that. fuck you. like i live to fucking blog or some shit. blogging is for queers anyway. and not queer like the "new hip queer" but fucking queer like fucking queer.

i got a new name for that show "Queer Eye for the Straight Guy".

how 'bout "Five Cumguzzling SuperFaggots"

or.. "Guys who suck dick"

yeah.... queer eye for the straight guy....television for guys who suck dick.

okay, i'm starting to sound homophobic. i don't want to come across that way. i have nothing against faggots.

so anyway...

i'm driving home tonight from our gig at j gilligans in arlington, which sucked balls by the way but that's a whole 'nuther story, and i pull into jack in the box to get some tacos. after the third one i bit into something hard. real hard. i didn't remember ordering the glass tacos. anyway, come to find out my fucking front tooth broke in half. i look like fucking david letterman or some shit. fucking dumb and dumber. it's horrible. thank god i have no dental. i think all my musician friends should put on a benefit for me and shit. the scott copeland front tooth benefit.

just when i thought i couldn't get any uglier....

and so it goes..

my life.

sometimes i feel like god is just fucking with me.
i'm am god's personal practical joke. i can feel him laughing at me right now. that's a real knee slapper, god. you got me again.

send checks or money order to...

Scott Copeland Dental Fund
Fort worth, tx

one of these days i'm gonna blow my top and that sucker he's gonna pay.

last night i went to billy bob's and caught part of the stragglers show. they were nice enough to give me some tickets and backstage passes. after that we went and caught part of mcclure's show at the horseman. i just had to see tom skinner. that cat is the shiznay of the biznay. he told me that i was supposed to be playing a science project in april sometime. that's the first i've heard of it, i told him. mcclure died his hair black, too. i guess that trip to memphis went to his head.

well that's alright mama, that's alright with you.

it's 3 in the morning. my bracket is fucked. i'm tired. my tooth is chipped. my back and my head hurts. the neighbor's dog won't quit barking and gasoline is fucking two dollars a gallon.

have a great day,

scott