I'm listening to a band name Shpongle.

And have been. This is possibly the longest song ever. At least it is good.

The hockey tournament could have been better. I am severly bruised and cut as was the plan, but the other part of the plan, kicking ass, did not occur. Methinks I need to work on my plan. Like maybe avoid the personal injuries and go for the winning, instead of both.

Whooosh....

That's been life lately. All rush, no quiet. And things have been changing on me without letting me know. I currently have no idea when I am moving, or when I move will I have room to live? And just exactly who is going to be passed out drunk in my front room? And oh, Milwaukee? Yay.

But hey, at least I'm happy, hearty and hale. Its a good day to be breathing.

ps. got the Cowboy Bebop Music Import Box Set. Its rad, except it doesn't have a full length version of 'Tank!' That makes me sad. Booo.... Crappy live version.
- posted by Pat @ 10:25 AM