Woo, woo, I saw the Pixies this weekend

They were awesome. A picture or two perhaps is forthcoming.

Also, I fixed those layout problems while I wait for Justin to get a little free time so he can help me redesign from scratch. Editing my blogger template was proving to be a massive pain in the ass. Besides, I've got Flickr to organize. Thanks, friends, I've also got a free trial pro account. AND, I just got in my new negative scanner today. Once I get using that down and get Roadrunner hooked up, it's going to be new-image overload around here.

The Telegram received a retarded conservative letter to the editor, which I was going to post, along with some British left-wing propaganda related tangentially to the letter, but I figured, fuck it, let the loonies have their day. In the meantime, Grady is much more entertaining:

First things first, I'm gonna fill you in on the latest running joke between me and my friends up here in the LBK (basically, me and phil). The whole joke is the yin-yang twins and the fact that they're 100% bootleg. For those of you who don't know, bootleg is the new word that the cool kids use to describe some that is ghetto in a bad way. For example, a 1986 ford tempo with three rims and a homemade spoiler is bootleg. Anyway, it all started when me and phil saw a cribs special hosted by who else but the eminent yin-yang twin. This special was full of the most incomprehensible babble I have ever heard by two of the most "bootleg" mofo's I have ever seen. They're bootleg-a-tivity was sealed by the repeated yelling of the word/sound/utterance "haaahn". Somewhere between Master P's "uuunngghh" and Lil' John's "Yeah, Ok, What?!" lies "Hahn!". After some research into the subject I discovered that the twins, named D-Roc and Kaine (yup, those are they're real names), actually made an entire song on their latest cd devoted to the bootleg battlecry that is hahn.

And with that, I'm back to playing with my new digital imaging toys.