Random Crap, OF DOOOM!!  

My own little corner online, where I can hide all my belly-button lint.

I think I can stick links in here...
It appears so!
I never liked that archive crap anyway.
Maybe i should organize these into sections...
Yeah, that would be cool.

Artists to worship:
Robert Venosa
Alex Gray
M.C. Escher
Stanlislav Szukalski
Zdzislaw freaking Beksinski
Rene Magritte
Honore Fragonard (now mostly translated!)
Senor Zar
Ex-Python animator
Mr. Bird could beat up your mother AND a dinosaur
Ernst Fuchs (fyooks, you asshat)

Don't let your kids listen to:
Big Dumb Face
White/Rob Zombie
Collective Soul
Damn pretentious Canadians
Queens of the Stone Age

People with the misfortune of knowing me:
Teh w00tFr3d!!1!
Someone I don't really know but has good taste in TOOL, err, music.
My sister was dropped on her head.
The rest of my friends have too much self-respect for an online presence.

We dn't need no stikning spellchecker!

Fine, I'll archive this crap:

Comments: "
Lighthouse? I hope Gabby teaches you their proper name before Monday.

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So here's the dilly-oh with the T-hilly-oh.

I'm visiting a friend near Chicago over summer break. Her friend is a large Lighthouse fan (well, she's actually pretty slender, but you know what I mean) so they wanna go to a concert on monday. Aside from being milquetoast pseudo-christian soft-rock, I think they're pretty good, so I bought myself a ticket. Though before thinking I had it sent to home instead of Indiana, so I now stand a good chance of crossing paths with my ticket as we traverse the great plains. I called ticket-asster and informed them of this potential calamity. After some 5-10 minutes of blathering back and forth, she said if the unthinkable (actually quite likely) happens then I can just call ahead and they'll probably just keep one at will-call for me.

So I said "Thank you soooo much, miss!" and she said "You're welcome, have a nice night ma'am!"

WTF? Why didn't you guys tell me I totally sound like a chick over the phone? Man, I've been wasting all my time at office jobs when I could've been living it up as a phone sex operator!

  posted by Travis @ 6:05 PM

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