I had band practice last night and about two songs into I was thinking, "Man, it kinda hurts my nutsack to sing."
I don't really sing per se - this is a three-piece punk band afterall - but holler or scream (we cover "Beverly Hills" by the Cirle Jerks and "Hall Of Fame" by Government Issue), so I figure maybe my testicular discomfort is from practice, or lifting my shit ass bass amp into the truck of my car.
I'll even consider agressive ball-slapping during sex as an option.
But I made the critical mistake: I went online in search of information.
Go to Planned Parenthood's web site and search for vasectomy
complications... now you know what I'm talking about.
Thursday, February 03, 2005
Tuesday, February 01, 2005
Starring Ben Affleck
Post date your blog entry
check the balance
is thinking forward forward thinking?
check the balance
is thinking forward forward thinking?
This Is Future Tense
Post date your blog entry
check the balance
is thinking forward forward thinking?
check the balance
is thinking forward forward thinking?
Eternal Spotless Sunshines Of My Mind
what do you do
when tomorrow becomes today
now?
or is that what do you do
when today becomes tomorrow
now?
Now, what do you say?
when tomorrow becomes today
now?
or is that what do you do
when today becomes tomorrow
now?
Now, what do you say?
I'm LIke A DJ Scratching
There's no reason to my rhymes.
'Cept for finding the time
to time the rhyme
'Cept for finding the time
to time the rhyme
Hairy Knees
I'm channeling memories of '91
living in Glendale, Calif., with 'nother
East Coast'er.
He said: "My knees are hairy...
because I'm always wearing shorts!"
Do'ah!
I'm channeling memories of '91
from five minutes ago when I sat down
to pee and looked at my hairless knees,
after I breathed the coldest breath; after I titled
the frothy glass, after I snacked on the tastey snacks.
living in Glendale, Calif., with 'nother
East Coast'er.
He said: "My knees are hairy...
because I'm always wearing shorts!"
Do'ah!
I'm channeling memories of '91
from five minutes ago when I sat down
to pee and looked at my hairless knees,
after I breathed the coldest breath; after I titled
the frothy glass, after I snacked on the tastey snacks.
Confessional Poetry On Blogs Is '05's Pet Rock
And I'm gonna roll up in on the shit.
Don't hate the playa, hate the game, yo!
Don't hate the playa, hate the game, yo!
Monday, January 31, 2005
Feeling Kind Of Ghetto
Did anyone see tonight's episode of Growing Up Gotti?
Love that fookin' show.
Cangetenuffof it, eh, knowwhatimsaayyin?
Love that fookin' show.
Cangetenuffof it, eh, knowwhatimsaayyin?
Sweet Jesus
Mondays are the days that my wife works M.O.D.
M.O.D. is an acronym for Manager On Duty. She works at a hotel down the street and although it's close and really a motel (outside, exposed hallways), it has got its fair share of drama.
Tuesdays are the days my 4-yr.-old son Spencer doesn't go to school.
It's like a one-two punch some days(Sugar Ray Leonard style thank you)... like today when it's cold and raining. A two-day stretch that could really make or break the rest of the week.
My band and their respected families got together (www.thechestpains.com) the day 'fore and all but depleted the alcohol one needs to consume during two-day, cold weather stretches like this.
So I called the lady and asked her to bring home some beer.
The kids were asleep afterall.
She arrived with a 40 ounce'r of Olde English 800.
"Are you kidding?" I asked.
"Or just fucking with me."
"I went to the Buy & Go across the street," she said.
"I didn't see any Miller. It was O.E. or Schlitz malt liquor Bull."
It's been years since I swallowed rot gut malt liquor. But not an usual choice: I once fancied myself as a bit of a malt liquor connesiour. And my college rugby team freshman year was sponsored by Schlitz.
It's like dirty blow. Or shitty fast food.
Gets the job done but you'll pay in the morn'.
M.O.D. is an acronym for Manager On Duty. She works at a hotel down the street and although it's close and really a motel (outside, exposed hallways), it has got its fair share of drama.
Tuesdays are the days my 4-yr.-old son Spencer doesn't go to school.
It's like a one-two punch some days(Sugar Ray Leonard style thank you)... like today when it's cold and raining. A two-day stretch that could really make or break the rest of the week.
My band and their respected families got together (www.thechestpains.com) the day 'fore and all but depleted the alcohol one needs to consume during two-day, cold weather stretches like this.
So I called the lady and asked her to bring home some beer.
The kids were asleep afterall.
She arrived with a 40 ounce'r of Olde English 800.
"Are you kidding?" I asked.
"Or just fucking with me."
"I went to the Buy & Go across the street," she said.
"I didn't see any Miller. It was O.E. or Schlitz malt liquor Bull."
It's been years since I swallowed rot gut malt liquor. But not an usual choice: I once fancied myself as a bit of a malt liquor connesiour. And my college rugby team freshman year was sponsored by Schlitz.
It's like dirty blow. Or shitty fast food.
Gets the job done but you'll pay in the morn'.
Zyrtec Smurtec
Because I have been so fixated over the recent surgery to my groins, I have neglected to take my zyrtec.
I've been taking zyrtec everyday for almost a year due to my chronic sinus problems. I once tried to quit because I had been feeling a lot better and didn't want to continue to pay $17 a month for my daily supply.
A few days later my body itched.
Everywhere.
It wasn't like I had hives because it wasn't one particular spot. And as soon as I'd start to scratch my head, my leg would itch. Then my back, then feet. It was fucking awful. I thought about things: did I recently switch soap? Use a different detergent?
The only thing that added up was that I hadn't taken zyrtec in a while. I did a quick search on Google and lo and behold - there was numerous entries on itching being a symptom of zyrtec withdrawl. Fucking silly isn't it? Cure the symptom, ignore the cause.
I don't have the crazy itching as of yet. it's only been two days. but damn my head feels like it's been filled up with rocks
I've been taking zyrtec everyday for almost a year due to my chronic sinus problems. I once tried to quit because I had been feeling a lot better and didn't want to continue to pay $17 a month for my daily supply.
A few days later my body itched.
Everywhere.
It wasn't like I had hives because it wasn't one particular spot. And as soon as I'd start to scratch my head, my leg would itch. Then my back, then feet. It was fucking awful. I thought about things: did I recently switch soap? Use a different detergent?
The only thing that added up was that I hadn't taken zyrtec in a while. I did a quick search on Google and lo and behold - there was numerous entries on itching being a symptom of zyrtec withdrawl. Fucking silly isn't it? Cure the symptom, ignore the cause.
I don't have the crazy itching as of yet. it's only been two days. but damn my head feels like it's been filled up with rocks
Saturday, January 29, 2005
St. George Starring As The Jackal
Check the absence of line breaks you douchebag.
Vamos a playa, bi-atch.
Vamos a playa, bi-atch.
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