stef, carlo rossi, hot dogs, walls of amps, touring, black ships, thunder bay, barn burner, meeting people who like to talk about mid to late 90's wrestling, movies that have john candy in them, pizza, cheap beer in cans, my rustbucket of a van, not being hit by meatheads in mazdas, puking with my friends, talking about drums, my geezer of an old dog and playing hockey outside in the middle winter.
Music
lately...
cursed - I re-press lp
trap them - sleepwell destructor lp
Movies
trains, planes and automobiles, strange brew, canadian bacon.
About me: i have only one enemy; one ply toilet paper.
http://thismachinewillquit.blogspot.com/
Who I'd like to meet: wasted, passed out on the kitchen floor another week gone by and i haven't been dreaming. blacked out and i can't remember exactly what i did last night. i hear stories in the morning and i know that i'm out of control
because when i drink nothing ever matters. i missed the sunrise, could barely open my eyes. now i've got to pull myself together. right now this town really fucking tears me down, someday it will drown me in the river. i've got to learn to put the liquor on the shelf or i might end up drowning myself.
