Well, it’s been way too long, and I’m out of practice. That statement is fun in the sense that it could likely apply to no less than two billion different things about me and my life - but it’s mostly about writing. It’s a little after 8am on a Sunday, and I have no idea why in the fuck I’m awake. I went out to Lansing’s very own Sammy’s Lounge last night for some drinks with friends… the cause for the drinkin’ was the illustrious Grandpa Owen finally quitting his jobby job at teh Core, and to that I say “good show.” Teh Core’s about as cool as colon polyps, without the fun mascot. (read more…)
