Whatever that lizard is that walks on water

Well, we didn't end up annihilating Reno afterall. As a matter of fact, we didn't even make it there. The roads were all closed off because of some huge accident, and, as it turns out, the only thing innihilated was our precious time. We spent at least 3 solid hours sitting in the van with the engine turned off. In traffic. In a blizzard. Chillin. For us, this meant some yellow snow, snow chains, soul train, and total delerium, among other things. I don't really wanna get into it, because I do not wish to relive any of it. Let's just say terriballs. Sorry Reno, we owe you a make-up show. Hey, it's not our fault you live out there..

Anyway, we're lampin out at the artistry in portland right now with WIMBC and some other folks, suckin our own dicks... Oh, yesterday, on our way up here, Paul picked up a transient named "Teardrop", on her way to SLC. She smelled like bammer and feet. We took her about 20 miles until it was time to say good riddance. Hey, Listen to this: www.myspace.com/whyimustbecareful

xxx
Tommy