Bastards Bonanza

It's Beer Thursday day in my office. And since I'm going right to IB after this, I thought I'd indulge for once. I still can't chum around in the kitchenette with the rest of these bloaks though. It just doesn't work. Especially after they consistantly call a girl on tv who's just been reported murdered as hot.

So that may in fact make me an alcoholic, as I'm sitting here alone at my desk drinking a bud light.

Let's leave that for now. Presently I find myself in Bastards limbo. Last night at the Asylum was one of the funnest shows I've done in a long time, and tonight promises to be no different. And both for completely different reasons. We had all six Bastards founders on stage last night, a combo which is as rewarding as it is rare. Hopefully that will change in the near future...the rare part. But tonight is shaping up to be almost just as tops, if anything simply for the fact that we'll be in an entirely new place. And one that we'll be in every week. After about a month of not performing, this week has sort of been a reminder why I'm doing dumb shit like this. It always seems absurd when you try to explain it to somebody, and they almost always instantly judge you and take the higher ground. Maybe it's my delivery. But I'd like to think that they just don't get it.

If only my coffee was a little more Irish