Electric Monkey Pants

I want to blog, but I have nothing to say. So now you have to read this pointless post. Go on, try to stop. You know there’s nothing of value here, but I bet you’re still reading this anyway. I already told you that I am without a point. But here we are. I’m posting, and you are, presumably, reading this. Whiskey Tango Foxtrot?

Well, here’s to life and football. Oh, and mad props to MPEG2 Works 4 Advanced, while I’m at it. It’s a great way to convert video files to DVD format.

Man, we got fucked at band practice on Saturday. The neighbors complained a few songs into our set. We hadn’t even gotten loud yet. Fuck, man, we were so pissed, but we continued playing an acoustic set.

See, I told you this post had no point.