What's Going On?

I just watched a special on Marvin Gaye. Phenomenal. Why has everyone been keeping this a this from me? Great beard, great voice, great drug addiction, great googly moogly dad what are you doing with that gun? If I do not own three Marvin Gaye albums by the end of the week, never speak to me again - anthologies are bald ass cheating.

This weekend I have plans to buy a new suit (no seer, just a sucker) and get some resolve - not the hardworking stain remover. I also have plans to run at seven apres midi on Saturday morning and to be confirmation sponsor of some note/relevance.

Those of you keeping score (and I know you are), that's three Marvin Gaye albums, one suit, one morning run, one solid confirmation sponsor performance and a character trait. Check back, I'll be here.

Scooters, Vacation, Fall

Stretch this out. Shake the dearth of creativity from your, your what, boots, brow, bones. Or, stop writing, stop holding a guitar in your hands. Start wearing more ties, getting more shoeshines, and watching the news. Sleep when you are awake and do everything to ensure that the death of your fathers is your death, your life. Keep up the good work, jackass. Sit still for five minutes.

In lighter news, it has occurred to me that I have no idea what squirrel poop looks like. I can spot rabbit feces from fifty feet away, but I couldn't identify squirrel scat if it was performing on stage with the Rolling Stones.

home sweet... wha?

After battling comment spam for going on three years...

and realizing it was highly unlikely that I'd ever get around to upgrading movabletype...

and receiving a not-so-nicely-worded notice that our comment spam was annihilating our host's server...

we moved from our moveabletype hosted solution to blogger. This means the old RSS/Atom feed is not working, and for the time being, the old content is saved to a txt file on my desktop. We'll get stuff working again in short order.