Walking the streets in fear.
This probably sounds dangerous to most of you, but looking forward to a weekend of whiskey, ATV's, firearms, and campfire. Coming back on Sunday only to spend more time with the skirt before she runs to New York for a couple months, and for PORCUPINE TREE! I expect to see every single one of you there. No excuses. Huh--what's that? HAM HOCK! Drop this Tom-Foolery and get your ass down to the Fineline.
Great LP meetup tonight. Eric may be seeing this post--hope we didn't frighten you. MacKinney, Bonk and I are a little but more of the hardcore revolutionary-types, sometimes. Welcome around, and expect to see you back!
Here is a story. Chokes me up, too:
I used to have a lighter--a little bronze piece, with an eagle emblem on the side of it. Pressure butane. I think I got it from a cousin. Anyhow, it ended up missing when I was fifteen or so, and I had forgotten about it, until my mom handed it over (in its original little leather case) two Fridays ago, when Kari and I were out there for haircuts. I stuck it in Kari's purse for passage back to the cities, and it remained. Later in the week, I made my way for Bismarck on Thursday--and she, NYC. I drove. She took a plane. You can imagine the rest from here.
They ran her purse through the X-ray at the Soviet-like security checkpoint, and--nevermind the fingernail devices, and the plastic BIC FULL of lighter fluid, all in her purse--they spotted the bronze lighter that had been butane-free for five years. The silly storage/shipping office was closed, and Kari was in tears as they insisted that she either had to cancel her flight, or forefit the contraband to the drooling, undereducated TSA thugs. One of who probably is using my cousin-given bronze butane lighter, right now.
God bless the USA.
Please help us.
-Brenn
hadesraze-at-hadesraze.com
aim: hadesraze
yim: hadesrazeus
Great LP meetup tonight. Eric may be seeing this post--hope we didn't frighten you. MacKinney, Bonk and I are a little but more of the hardcore revolutionary-types, sometimes. Welcome around, and expect to see you back!
Here is a story. Chokes me up, too:
I used to have a lighter--a little bronze piece, with an eagle emblem on the side of it. Pressure butane. I think I got it from a cousin. Anyhow, it ended up missing when I was fifteen or so, and I had forgotten about it, until my mom handed it over (in its original little leather case) two Fridays ago, when Kari and I were out there for haircuts. I stuck it in Kari's purse for passage back to the cities, and it remained. Later in the week, I made my way for Bismarck on Thursday--and she, NYC. I drove. She took a plane. You can imagine the rest from here.
They ran her purse through the X-ray at the Soviet-like security checkpoint, and--nevermind the fingernail devices, and the plastic BIC FULL of lighter fluid, all in her purse--they spotted the bronze lighter that had been butane-free for five years. The silly storage/shipping office was closed, and Kari was in tears as they insisted that she either had to cancel her flight, or forefit the contraband to the drooling, undereducated TSA thugs. One of who probably is using my cousin-given bronze butane lighter, right now.
God bless the USA.
Please help us.
-Brenn
hadesraze-at-hadesraze.com
aim: hadesraze
yim: hadesrazeus
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