Damn the Torpedos and such…
The fact that I'm writing this, and you are currently reading this, you non-passive participant, means that I've crumpled beneath the behemoth, soul-taking, time-killing, ever-present way to avoid productive (assuming you're a good little worker bee) work...blog. Honestly (be honest. Honestly, c'mon.), I fought it, derided it, kicked it in the throat, laughed at its dog while it was taking a shit, and but then I bought it. But still, I didn't think I'd be writing it. So we (I) find ourselves (myself) here. It's awkward--I apologize.
Here's what I think you can/should expect from this site:
Fun and FUN
Discussions of music, books, and movies that don't cause you to run to the dictionary (not that that'd be a bad thing. Look some shit up sometime.) or turn your nose in the direction of Kael, Christgau, or Kakutani.
Egalitarian thoughts on all beers and all things beer. DogfishHead-Milwaukee's Best
Pictures. Everybody likes pictures! And exclamation marks.
Multiple grammatical errors committed by someone who should know better. Let's get critical--on your mark, set...
Caution thrown to the fuckin high winds, amps turned to eleven, and
