Monday, November 16, 2009

Rock Over London, Rock On Chicago.

I owe it to you all to let you know, I'm totally not disappeared. Or at least, not totally.

I have some weird anger issues I am working through, but why use my inarticulate ramblings to declare my vexation , when Wesley Willis has already expressed it all so eloquently?



Oh yeah, you probably shouldn't have watched that at work. Or in front of your kids. Or if you wanted to understand words.

I have a fun story about sharing a moment with Wesley Willis. For another day, maybe. R.I.P. Wesley. They don't make 300-pound TAB-drinking schizophrenic rock stars like you anymore.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

You can't drive anymore?