Saturday, 22 January 2011

scream for me, cosa rica

watching Iron Maiden: Flight 666 and am about THIS far -

(holds thumb and forefinger a judicial half-inch apart)

- from jacking everything in and going off to form a rock band.

...Despite the fact that i don't have a musical bone in my body, have been thrown out of bars for my karaoke attempts, am 31 (positively ancient in musical terms), and the closest i've ever gotten to a rock n roll lifestyle is being booted off the tour bus for The Vandals by their terrifying yet petite manager.

Maybe i just wanna hang out on Ed Force One. Goddammit.

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