Pointless Announcements

STILL IN JERSEY

 

Stop by Lodi, home of the Misfits.

 

The hell is up with the Misfits? They're almost as old as my father.


Notable current and former residents of Lodi include:

• Franché Coma (born 1957), former guitarist for horror punk band The Misfits.[citation needed]
• Glenn Danzig (born 1955), former singer and songwriter for horror punk band The Misfits,[46] now singer and songwriter in the band Danzig.
• Jerry Only (born 1959), bass player and vocalist for The Misfits.[49]
• Eerie Von (born 1964), former bass guitar player for Samhain and Danzig.[51]
• Doyle Wolfgang von Frankenstein (born 1964), former guitarist for horror punk band The Misfits.[

 

He changed his name *to* Humperdinck, he's married, too, and has children and grandchildren.

Don't stay too long, you'll leave orange.

 

Right, but it wasn't his given name and didn't shape him growing up, Fremen.

I am so freaking tired that I want to cry. Already have, twice, but for unrelated issues. I just want to sleep through the night. Or at least for more than four hours.

 

Harold and I will always have New Jersey!
--- merged: May 25, 2012 3:31 AM ---
In chat tonight:


ZombieSquirrel says: Thinking about taking a bath in the nice tub in my hotel room
Baraka_Guru says: You'd best bathe twice. Jersey, right?
baraka_guru says: It's like the the_jazz of states.
baraka_guru says: the_jersey

 

Sitting here on the couch minding my own business when I see something moving on the arm rest next to me. Big black ant. Flicked it across the room. Made a satisfying "tink" when it bounced off the TV.
We now return to your regularly scheduled surfing already in progress....

 

i'll be learning to fly my first plane on tuesday. a brand new, literally never been flown t-35 single-engine bmw-ish dream machine. any bets on how many barf bags i'll go through before i solo?

 

Harold. "Our Lord, who art in Heaven, Harold be thy name..."

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Bubs graduated. I surprised myself, and didn't cry, although I did come awfully close.

 

I think I prefer the Eddie Izzard deity: Jeff, the God of Biscuits.

 

it's not crom?

 

Nooooo!! I said bring the Wookiee to me!!

 

I place my hand over my ample bosom and vow to NEVER set foot in Joisy again.

 

I hate insomnia. And the gym.
But I'm giving blood today so I have to hit the gym first.
Guess I'll take advantage of the fact that I'm already awake.
Stupid headache.

 

There are no towels in the chatroom

 

Friday....

 

Seriously, Universe?!
What. The. Fuck?!
Coffee AND coconut milk yogurt down the front of my shirt? Rushing to get to my 9am appt that just cancelled? I'm afraid to ask what will happen at the blood mobile.
Jeffrey Harold Humperdink, I want to go back to bed!