it is sunday.

let us congregate.

(in southern baptist evangelical voice)

hallelujah. praise jesus.

(back to normal voice)

a lot of people don't know this about me, but i can do many different voices. only people very close to me have heard any of them. i usually only do them when i'm completely alone.

that is, as opposed to partially alone.

(pause for laughter)

some of the voices are of actual people and some are fictional characters that i've created.

let's see. there's tom petty, the old lady up the street, the indian at the conoco quik mart, my father,
barry white, the australian dude, bob dylan(actually just another form of tom petty), darth vader, and of course, falsetto man.

but what does that have to do with the church of scott's thoughts, you ask?

i have no fucking idea. and i'm asking the goddamned questions here.

back to our regularly scheduled program which we temporarily forgot for a short time and then completely forgot altogether........

but that doesn't matter right now.

tonight i'll be in stephenville at bostock's. i'm emceeing some shit. i think i'm playing a set too.

i don't know what time either.

so fuck you,

scott