Wow, it's been awhile.

Okay, so I realize that I am doing a huge dis-service to my two readers by not posting for so long. Okay first things first, check this out:



Yep, that guy with the retarded look on his face, that's me. That other guy? That's Henry fuckin' Rollins. Quite possibly one of the happiest moments of my life, well at least since I have gotten to the Windy City.

Last night I got into an argument with a woman about the Sex Pistols, she tried to tell me they didn't write their own songs, then she tried to tell me that a band called the Cro-Mags were one of the original New York Punk bands (also not true they didn't record their first demo until 1985) then it evolved into an attack on my intelligence and social status "Where do you live?, WHERE do you work?" "I'm smarter than you" Which may very well be, a lot of people are smarter than I am. But I guess because I work a service job and live in a shitty place means I have no idea what I'm talking about when it comes to music....I realize that my inherent geekiness is never going to get me laid but goddamn it If you are going to slag on one of my favorite bands at least know what the hell you are talking about.

So it's Halloween...I really don't know what else to say about that, I'm not dressing up, I'm not doing anything special, I'm just working.... Well, here is something kind of scary...this is the boiler room in my building. The sign says (apologies for the blur, my camera sucks) "DANGER CARBON MONOXIDE FUMES INSIDE STAY OUT"