~ I tried to drown my sorrows in beer and noise-pop last night. But my sorrows weren’t having it and Andrew took me (and Chicago) on a walk. It’s hard to wallow when you’re sharing laughs with your buddy and the most ridiculous dog in the world. But I gave it a shot anyway. Dammit, Heart, you’re going to wallow and be broken. I bought beer in order to wallow and record maudlin noise-pop. But, no, stupid Heart was just too damn light-hearted. I’m losing my edge.
~ I think people calling Barack Obama the last, best hope for America is going to get him killed. Just so you know Obama supporters, it’s like a gay-pride parade conga-lining through a Texas sports bar — shit’s gonna go down.
~ They cleared the vacant lot next door just in time for the heaviest rain of the year. Wonder if you can build condos in a giant Elbonian mud-pit.