Where's Richard Gere when you need him? Oh wait, wrong kind of rodent...

It sounds as if the little hampster that runs around inside my computer here at work is on its last legs.

Poor little fella sounds as if he wants to just give up. Might account for this fucking piece of shit crashing a litle while ago.

Feh.

Man, this gig is crampin' my style.

I am so useless today.

I've done next to nothing, save for training my new assistant.

Must. consume. beer. soon.

Show me how to cut your face!

This is the greatest place on Earth
Interstate it north and south
I know you won't go far away
Three full rooms for night and day
We can't stay here
It's time to go

I fucking love this record. Perfect weather for it too. Reminds me of those weird days between Lake City and the Monkey House in the summer of '98; between the end of one relationship and the resurrection of another.

Yeah, this is a good record.

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I think they're actually cutting us loose early today.

Thanks for the extra 10 minutes, folks.

'Night.