"Your Skull is Red", one of the better Team Sleep songs. Hopefully they flesh that project out. There's some real latent beauty in there. Unfortunately, half of the cd or more grows a little tiresome. Supposedly Chino did a duet with Patton in a song called "Koolaid" that I really want to get my hands on. Or something to that effect.
Someone keeps sending me paper after paper telling me to vote for this certain someone to be put into California office. I have my absentee ballot that I'm gonna send in and all that. Rockin', man. Part of me wants to not vote for her because of all the annoying shit that has come in the mail. But then another part of me thinks: "Well, they surely went through alot of effort to get me to vote, and maybe I should just humor them by voting for her." I mean, she sounds qualified and everything. Gosh, what a monumental conundrum. What if she is the next Hitler? And I vote for her to be nice? It has happened before. What if instead of benefiting the taxpayers, she wipes out an entire race of Starbucks frequenting, young pseudo-intellectual, poem toting hipsters in the world's greatest genocide yet? Well I don't know why she would do that, but it is possible. What if she hates their very souls, their very essence and purpose for being on this earth? I can't possibly know these things! Oh, the pitfalls of voting!
If your skull is red, well that's just fine, but if your poop is red...
Oh alright, alright! That was terrible, I know. I'm sorry.
What if someone voted with poop? How disgusting and repulsive would that be to the administrators? What kind of bizarre, terrible message would that communicate?
Life with its endless questions. Surely when we run out of questions we will run out of reasons to sustain.
