Spread my thunder wings and fly.

Switchblade and I fight like an old married couple according to Bean.

I woke up this morning in the Motor City and no, I wasn't kidnapped or teleported or long-distance sleep walking. I was there by choice amidst the stink and the crime and the stupid, constant left turns and pointless detours. I was only there for 12 hours (half of which was spent either snoozing or thinking up new ways to cleverly curse the alarm clock system that exists there) but that was still enough time to watch movies, drink beers, and play a little game I like to call "Wolverine and Jean Gray". It has very specific rules and should only be played by professionals. Or daredevils. Regardless, it's always fun to take a sabatical from my real world...there's nothing like laughing (and a slight hangover) to help you put things into perspective.

I need to write a letter to Tim Sullivan. I slack. And I suck.

Where's my Muppets Magic 8-Ball when I need it? I am trying to decide if I want to go to Atlanta the Saturday of Labor Day weekend for Drive Invasion 2005. Bands (including Nine Pound Hammer...this girl is down with the pound) and B-Movies sounds pretty swanky but I don't want to miss out on any local happenings (and also don't want to rape my snuggle-buddy Bert out of his Labor Day weekend which could be spent chasing the muff around...building a skyscraper...curing canabalism). Final decisions have yet to be made so feel free to bid for my attention and company.

I am totally obsessed with the song "Thunderbird" by TMBG.
Download it and listen...it will grow on you!
DO IT NOW!

I know, I know, I said that I would quit
All right, I promise, no more after this
You don't know how I've tried
To forget what it was like

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird

Man, oh man, my throat is dry
Man, are you thinking what I
Am? Well what about it then?

Before you fall, you have to learn to crawl
You can't see heaven when you're standing tall
To get the whole sky
On the ground you have to lie

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird

We like fun, me and my girl
We'll have fun fun fun until
T-bird takes her dad away

I know, I know, I said that I'd desist
All right, I promise, no more after this
Not to be what I was like
Not to soar across the sky
Spread my thunder wings and fly
Spread my thunder wings and fly

I remember now
I remember now
Why they called it Thunderbird
Why they called it Thunderbird