good morning everyone.

hungover as usual.

on my fifth gigantic glass of water. i wish i had some kool-aid.
i gotta hunch, it's tropical punch.

note to self: Call Kool-Aid.

i remember the first time i got smashed on trashcan punch.
i broke two of my toes and one finger.
smash and trash rhymes.
but that is beside the point.
which was.....

if we don't we gonna blow a fifty amp fuse.

i'm starting a new song today called, "Don't jump off the house when you're drunk on trashcan punch".

it's a catchy hooky folky country rockabillyish bebop doowap song and dance about some bullshit i made up.

i like typing when i'm stoned.

20 minutes later....

work, work, work.

sometimes when people ask me where i'm from, i just make something up.

i'm from chattanooga.

really?

no. seriously, though. i'm from anchorage, alaska.

it's only fun to do this, if you do it with complete strangers.

that's enough for today class.
i'll leave you with some presidential wisdom.

"It's important for us to explain to our nation that life is important. It's not only life of babies, but it's life of children living in, you know, the dark dungeons of the Internet." -- George W. Bush Jr.

exactly,

scott