theres a ghost band, girl, playing our song yeah. drank beers and rum ate bowling alley shrimp fried rice and got to hang with an x xbi director which was a pleasant surprise because i always liked him and i was shocked when he had to turn in his flying car. its a strange planet we’re rotating on he esped to me. but i kept thinking of rancid.

hot girl earlier in the day got shot standing right next to me. i dont talk about her much because we’re undercover of course and if anyone saw a brotha with a fro and a super cute korean girl keeping it real one might get the impression that theyd seen us before in that neck of the woods and suddenly we wouldnt be so much undercover. but it looks like thats not going to be the case any more and it was mighty scary let me tell you.

on the way home from bowling tonight i stopped by the hospital and whispered little secrets into her ear. her hospital is very close to my house. after a while she told me that it hurt to laugh and asked me to stop.

hospitals are never the way you wish they were.

she said if you ever see me getting interviewed on the view, shoot me.

i said, if you ever see me getting interviewd on carson daly, carpet bomb me.

she said, if you ever see me wearing a hoop dress punch me in the nose

i said blink once if you want me to climb on top of you

she said if you get on top of me i will knee you in the family jewels.

i said what if i like my family jewels kneed

she said then climb on top

of me.

freak.

and fell asleep with that little smile going

and i stole the little chocolate from her dinner tray she had pushed away

snipped a bud from one of her many bouquets.

kissed her nose

for the first time

kissed her forhead

for the first time

undressed her with my eyes

for the tenth time

that day.

and whispered that it was

going to be ok.

d.lo + leah + <3 raspil <3

Tim

Sire Records, 1986

“Bastards of Young”

(Westerberg)

God, what a mess, on the ladder of success

Where you take one step and miss the whole first rung

Dreams unfulfilled, graduate unskilled

And Pete’s pickin’ cotton and waitin’ to be forgotten

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

The daughters and the sons

Clean your baby’s room, trash that baby boom

Elvis in the ground, there’ll ain’t no beer tonight

Income tax deduction, what a hell of a function

It beats pickin’ cotton and waitin’ to be forgotten

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

The daughters and the sons… young

Willingness to claim us, ya got no morals to name us

The ones who love us best are the ones we’ll lay to rest

And visit their graves on holidays at best

The ones who love us least are the ones we’ll die to please

If it’s any consolation, I don’t begin to understand it

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

We are the sons of no one, bastards of young

The daughters and the sons

take a shower, take a shower, take a shower, take a shower

see thru skin + bob mould + aint no bad dude

i dont know why. who cares why. anyway, they do.

dear kids of america, and canaduh. learn how to play the damn guitar.

mars may need women but this planet needs rock.

i dont know what happened 10-15 years ago but i flip on my mtv2 and i see Simple Plan and Good Charlotte and i know why you kids are so damn uptight. hell, id be uptight if thats all Viacom was showing me back when i was comin up.

while youre learning to play guitar learn how to rock it. rock that fucking thing kids. are you listening to me? dont strum it like dave matthews. dont flick at it like john mayer, dont rest your arm on it like the strokes do.

rock that shit bitch.

then learn how to table dance, then learn how to take heroin, then learn how to appear in court (pictured).

and if you think im bullshitting youre nuts.

i need my rock stars to come back to me.

i need my fucked up twisted angry passionate poets and priestesses to hitch up their vintage skirts and return to the stage cuz this bullshit im seeing and listening to on the radio and mtv is bullshit.

courtney love, regardless of what you think of her, is 10 times the rock star of any of the pimply faced fuckups that i see on tv and thats not even debatable.

we live in dark, dull times, adolescents

learn how to play the rock music

listen to johnny cash

give mouth to mouth to the ghosts of punk rock past.

fuck snow + jeff mcmanus + everything is wrong

than a democratic presidential nominee who knows how to pump up a house full of downtrodden campaign volunteers is to be a gay professional athlete.

which is why cleveland indian relief pitcher Kazuhito Tadano (pictured, far left) is trying to distance himself from his appearance in a xxx homosexual porno tape.

“All of us have made mistakes in our lives,” Tadano told a group of cleveland reporters regarding an adult tape he made in college. “Hopefully, you learn from them and move on.”

the 23 yr old swears that although he performed a homosexual act in the film, he is not gay.

regarless, the japanese pro leagues dont want him; and seeing that no MLB, NFL, NBA or NHL players are openly gay it looks as if this flamethrower, tadano might be screwedano.

the AP reports that none of the cleveland minor league teams that kasuhito played with cared that he had done his little film. openly. i find that refreshing.

if we’re openminded enough to have a dipshit as president why cant the tribe have a closer who loves liza?

thats my only question.

even though i grew up in the sexually conservative (if not repressed) midwest, after last years playoff debacle by the Cubs i would bet that if this apologetic japanese pitcher could do for the cubs in the pros what he did for the indians in the minors last year (6-2 with a 1.55 ERA and three saves with three teams on three levels of the minors and in akron he didn’t allow a run in his first 28 innings and struck out 78 in 72 2-3 innings) the bleacher bums would wave pink hankercheifs to root his uh, ass, on.

as they should.

homophobia in sports in 2004 is pretty gay.

perotheus + aarons baseball blog + lane