I’m putting out feelers, at the suggestion of Rachel, who wanted to do this herself but does not foresee her house being ready for it:
Who’s up for a bigass Halloween party at The Plantation* this year?
*Update: For those who do not know, the Plantation is the Plano house in which I (and a few other [...]
Archive for August, 2004
The show Friday was amazing. It’s official: Dykes love disco in general, and Soul Glow in particular. And them bitches know how to party. Fuh shizzle, the place was packed, and band included there were probably six penises in the entire establishment. I’m glad the manager let everyones favorite underage Canadian mail-order bride in. Thanks [...]
Be here to see us Friday! Get there before 9. You’ll dig it, I swear.
Dress up if you can, disguise yourself if you must, but BRING FRIENDS.
And not even because of the pun, which just hit me.
I got out of the shower sometime after 7pm, and smelled something cooking. I knew John was home, so I figured he was heating a pizza or something. Leisurely I put on my clothes, as B and I were heading to Target to look for [...]
WOW! From two posts in a month to two in one day!
I’ve finally implemented some of the coolshit design B did for me. Of course, it has made my comments pages and a few other things look weird. I’ll fix those a little at a time, but for now at least the main page is [...]
I’m still working on getting this thing less of an eyesore, as well as adding some goodies. Well, goodies for me, anyway.
Life is OK right now. I bought a new bass guitar last week. Not the best one in the world, but definitely the nicest stringed instrument I’ve ever owned. The reason this is important [...]
This is not a real update, I know. I promise, as soon as I have the time to make this place as pretty as B has conceived it, I will start posting regularly. Until then…
HOLY FUCKING SHIT, A PIPE BOMB!
UPDATE: It was one of the Spree’s microphones. (thanks, Cynthia)
