• There’s a space-time tear
    In the middle of my heart
    Because you’re not there
    And you never did start
    To fill the void you left
    When you never did be
    You’re not here with me
    I’m a singularity

  • I went to the casinos last night
    First time for everything
    Played Texas Hold ’em
    Such a monotonous game compared with real poker
    They don’t run five card stud up there

    I’ve been watching nothing but Bullshit lately
    It’s quite possibly the greatest reality TV show of all time. I only wish this show had been around for the past hundred years. Perhaps all of the bullshit in today’s society wouldn’t smell so bad. I also wish like hell that Carl Sagan could have seen it before he died — finally, a mainstream show committed to debunking myths, superstition, pseudo-science, and religious wackos. This show alone would be worth the cost of Showtime.

    I’m enjoying my first week off in a while.

  • I love my state.

  • I hope everyone else got up at 7:00am this morning to hear Discovery return safely. If you didn’t, you should pay more attention.

  • Just when I thought Bush couldn’t get any stupider…

    Our fearless leader says we should teach the “theory” of intelligent design alongside the “theory” of evolution. Let’s go to class, people.

    There isn’t a “theory” of intelligent design. At least, most educated scientists wouldn’t recognize it as a theory any more than they would call my belief that Bush is actually a six year old in a man’s body a theory. Sure there are people who believe it, but it has no factual basis. A theory is, by definition, as close as science can come to fact. There are other theories of which you may have heard. There’s a theory of gravity, a theory of the periodic table, nuclear theory — a whole slew of theories, in fact, that build our basis for the understanding of natural phenomenon. If we’re going to teach “intelligent design” as a legitimate alternative to evolution, we should also teach the four elements of earth, wind, and fire as a legitimate alternative to the periodic table. We should teach that a nuclear bomb is actually God farting and not an atomic reaction. If we’re going to actually instill doubt in our children about the history of evolution, we should instill the same doubt about the theory that the earth circles the sun. Oh, and the Earth is flat. Really. Some people believe it. It apparently works for intelligent design.

  • …of pepper.

    Seriously.

    We’ll get to that. I was blown away by Stoney and Jeremy at Longhorn’s on Thursday. Chivalrous Productions should have their new website up within the next couple of weeks.

    We had a very good time as always last Friday at the Rail in Hays. Blaine’s band came out, as did JD’s. After sleeping from 4:00am to 7:00am, I decided it was time to drive home. I made it to Walker, where I then decided it would be a good idea to take a nap parked outside the church. By 9:00am, my headache was worse and I had developed a kink in my neck due to my non-reclining seats in my truck.

    Even with the eventual nap I took once I got back to Sharon, my voice was still shot. I didn’t get it whipped into shape until about three hours into my set at Buster’s. The crowd was a little weak, with the exception of a few close friends, until about 10:00pm. They refused to believe that I didn’t know “Cinnamon Girl” or any Journey. Some guy asked for Big and Rich. A big thanks to Lern Tilton for writing the response to that request.

    So back to the lines…After the show, the one table of hard-core partiers decided it would be funny to offer $5.00 to anyone who would do a line. The only powder they had immediately at their disposal was ground pepper. I’ve seen a lot of things after shows, but I’ve never seen anyone snort pepper for money. I love rednecks.

  • I had a much larger crowd at PJ’s last Tuesday than I expected. Thanks to everyone who came for, well, coming.

    Saw Chris “G” Goering
    Made the move to Manhattan
    What the hell was he thinking?
    May be playing some bass for the ATB
    Swinging tremolo style

    Hays tomorrow for another installment of the We Hate Country Music tour
    Got Stack’s amp warming up
    Rock and roll

  • Mason says hi.
    Actually, he says “cough, sniffle, wheeze”.

    For those of you who have forgotten to read the band log, he’s been pretty sick lately. While our prayers are with him in that he either gets better or gets better drugs, the shows for now are booked as acoustic, solo shows unless otherwise noted.

    I’ll be playing tonight at PJ’s in Aggieville. Why they picked me to open their weekly country night I don’t know, but I’m quite thankful and I’ll give it the old “I hate country music” try.

    Friday night will be a big show at the Rail. In Mason’s absence, Johnny Lapka has graciously volunteered to play the show, and Jim has graciously allowed Michael Kisner to tag along. That’s right, folks, it’s a de facto Pearl Grey reunion show, and we’ll be playing all the old songs I hate so much. Come out and let us rock your taxes off.

    Saturday is a long-overdue show at Buster’s in Sun City. I’ve haven’t been there since June and I’m twitching for my fix.