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This blog is brought to you by the letter K, the letter C, the letter U and F for good measure. The dyslexic will get that one. This evening I am very perturbed. I’d like to think that I am a generally social person, able to accept many different people as friends and get along with most others. Tonight led me to believe much different. Wild Bill’s in Utica, MI. Maybe one day I can say that this is the place where it all started. Where what started you ask? I don’t know, maybe my steady decline into insanity. How about my inspiration to achieve. Maybe just the night that influenced the mind of a young man to want more, better things for himself and those whom he holds closest. Or none of these things could come true. At this point, I don’t know what will happen, all I know is that something needs to change. There is an omnipresent quality to the township that I call home. This is not a positive aspect of the Mac, as some will call it. Like the Beijing smog it suffocates the life out of me. It’s not so much the town itself, but its hair gel, its popped collar button down. The ringing noise in my ears of the countless bar dwellers, the cloud of smoke that permeates from their lungs. The movement in my peripheral vision then accompanied by the pounding of the mechanical punching bag. As it registers your score, the machine thinks to itself ” Another dumb bastard wasting his hard earned coin just to impress his other asshole friends.” How bout the waitress? “No, ma’am, I don’t want a beer. Oh, so you’re just hanging out then? Yes. “Then I am forced to ask myself why? Why am I engaging in the same countless aggravating activities on a weekly basis? I feel like Columbus, just waiting to see some land. I know its out there, I’m just sailing the lonely open sea until I get their. 


I really am annoyed by you constantly speaking and gargling on your nonsensical words. Please STFU and let me enjoy time spent with a friend whom I rarely see. I can still hear your screeching. 


Alright, I just had to get that out. I didn’t have a very nice night tonight and I think those words describe it. I’ve got a lot in common with the band Disturbed right now, in that I’m coming DOWN WITH THE SICKNESS. I’m very tired right now, but insisted (to myself) that I stay up to add this entry. All things considered, I’m generally happy with my life and its direction. When I was growing up, I always wanted to be Zach Morris. Zach was that dude. Now days I’m not sure who I’d like to model my life after, all I know is that I’m tryna find my Kelly Kapowski (without the subsequent drop off and stumble into sluttiness). Its getting increasingly more difficult for me to keep my eyes open right now, so I’m going to go ahead and call it a night. 



Enjoy whats about to stimulate your drum, cochlea, stirrup, anvil and hammer…







Song of the night:


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