My Favorite Band. I bet you didn't know that. Of course, I'm talking to those who know me. Otherwise, why would you know? Or not know, as it stands. There's something about Buddhism my philosophy teacher told me about how first, we "don't know". Then we "know." But someday, approaching enlightenment, we will realize that we "not know." Or something. Anyway, I just listened to this album. And drank a few beers. It's fucking great. Listen to "Love Me Not Tomorrow." Fucking gold. Great. Great! The lead singer, Bev, has the greatest voice I've ever heard.
Great's a funny word, now that I've written it a number of times. Great, great, great. Sounds funny. Like what Jon Lovitz said on an episode of Third Rock from the Sun, I think: "Tartlets, tartlets, tartlets. There -- the word has lost all meaning." Or something like that.
I did say "a few beers", right.
Right. Anyway, best band...ever!
1 comment:
Sir,
I am a visitor from 19th Century England. I came here in a time machine of my own devising, built from electric arc lights, metal levers and a steam engine.
To prove to you that I am from the past, consider this: As I type this, I am wearing a top hat and sporting a curly moustache.
But I also come to you from the future, because before I arrived here I first stopped off three weeks from now. And I must say, I enjoyed the post you will write two weeks from Monday. It was and will be very funny. I hope you have as much fun writing it as I did reading it two days ago, when I was visiting three weeks from today. I’d tell you what it’s about but that would be tampering with the very nature of Newtonian causality, and the results could be catastrophic. (Very well, I'll give you a hint: It will partially concern the frustrations of operating a horseless carriage behind people who are less adept at operating horseless carriages. Laughing Out Loud!)
This Internet is quite an amazing device, I must say. Though I suppose I'd be more impressed if I hadn't invented a time machine, which is a larger achievement than is the ability to buy viagra online.
Anyway, I will delay you no longer. I must get back to three weeks from today, as I have met a hottie on Friendster who wants me to read to her from Lady Chatterly's Lover.
I remain,
Sir Walter Foxworth
Inventor
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