Monday, August 22, 2011

Know what I haven't had in a while? Big League Chew.

I'm sitting at a bar (no surprises here right?) And the Little League World Series is on. It's fascinating and bizarre for a number of reasons. First off, the US seems to be represented on a statewide basis, whereas every other country is listed soley as a country. This makes for an interesting Colorado vs.Australia type dynamic. On the one hand I guess baseball is nost popular here in the states, so it stands to reason that there'll be more talented players per capita here than anywhere else, still it's odd that things are split up that way.
Also each player has their stats listed when at bat, which isn't that weird except that it lists trivia facts like their favorite food and favorite tv shows. It's odd for a couple reasons. First, that just seems like pedophile fuel. Hey, Tommy from Kansas likes s'mores, load up the rape van! Second, in the game I'm watching (Saudi Arabia vs. Japan) a Japanese kid listed his favorite food as cheese, and a Saudi kid just named his as sushi. My mind kinda got blown a little after that last one.
Anyways, I'm gonna finish this beer and head to band practice.
If hating baseball is wrong, than I imagine all my friends are in the right
-Pretzel

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Neeed Heroiiiin!

Whattup Assbags?
I'm sitting at home at the moment taking a break from painting.  See I paint stuff.  Not in the "pulling ladders out of the back of an Econoline van" kinda way but the "ooh how marvelous a use of taupe, I simply must have this for my collection" kinda way.  I guess the simple way of saying it would be I'm an artist, but that has so many douchebaggy art school hipster connotations to it that I prefer just to say that I paint shit to amuse myself.  Anywhoo, I'm doing some commission pieces for a girl that I went to school with, and even though I need to put the rush on them (under 2 weeks to finish,) my hands do not want to cooperate with me.  I get shaky hands pretty easily, and I'm sure the amount of coffee and cigarettes I flood my body with isn't helping matters, but I guess that's why they call 'em addictions right?  Eh, long story short, I can't be trusted to pull a straight line right now, so i figured I'd rap with y'all for a minute.

The bandski is planning an early November tour out to Vegas and back.  So far we've only booked Vegas, but tentatively it's gonna be New Orleans, Vegas, Albuquerque, Houston, St. Louis,  and some other places I can't remember off of the top of my head.  Shit should be a blast, we're bringing along Damon's wife Michelle and our roadie (fancy right?) Joe Asshole.  Drunken debauchery and regrettable pictures should ensue.
That's all I've got for you my loves, I'm gonna go eat some food and conquer these damn shakes
Spread 'em if you got 'em!
-Prezel