I haven't posted in a while, but what I have done is make a new playlist (see right). And it is, for the most part, dramatic. I guess I'm just feeling drama right now, waiting for a great storm or a spaceship, as the unpublished poem goes.

But I do think big things are in store. I mean, Deep Throat was revealed, O'Connor resigned, the pandas had a baby. The goddamn pandas! Plus, I saw two of Matthew Lesko's fleet of question mark-dotted cars in my neighborhood on back-to-back days. These are harbingers. So big things are in store, and nothing that any fucking fortune cookie could predict.

Cheers to free drinks at Aslyum. Jeers to people who claim to have a bible on them when you get into a debate about homosexuality.