OOPS.

A Note From The Staff: Previously when we stated that we'd be posting on Monday, we neglected to take into account the fact that we had not cleaned our apartment since a week before the show, and also we had just purchased a new video game for our xbox entitled "Ninja Gaiden" which we will give a resounding thumbs up. Hence, no blog. We'd like to sincerely apologize to all of our readers, both real and imagined. It will most definitely happen again.


Hey everybody!
Well, we finished the Habit show on Sunday and my girlfriend and I headed to my friend Will's house along with six other couples who came to see the show, to get down to some serious drinking. During the course of that evening's conversations, something became very apparent to me, I can't say that I'm surprised, but I was more than a little jealous to find out that apparently Steven Unckles is fucking hilarious.

And that sucks, because I couldn't even get hilarious' phone number. I was like,
"How you doin', Hilarious? I got a pool." and NOTHING.

Seriously though, everyone there had just seen the show and every time I went fishing for a compliment on my performance, I came up with kudos for Steve. It got so bad that I started disagreeing with them so that they'd shut up already. But even that backfired.

I'd say something like, "Yeah, he's kinda funny I guess, but you should see his room."

And they'd all reply in unison, "Can we see his room? That would be great! Is he coming tonight?"

Me: "No, he went to go pick up some hookers and blow."

Them: "Is that what he said? That's sooo funny!"

Enough people, I get the frigging point.

So, it looks like I'm going to have to come to grips with the fact that I am now the 5th funniest member of The Habit. (Take that Mark, who doesn't even read these blogs)

I'm OK with that, as long as I'm still the cute one, like my Mommy says.

The show itself was fun to do, but I only wish we'd had an opportunity to really get to know it before it was gone. It's like an awesome dog that you get when you're a kid and then he gets hit by a car two days later. Ahh, what might have been...

Anyway, from a legal standpoint, I'm forced to now acknowledge the fact that in my previous blog post I used the headline "Riding the Over-Reactor Tractor", and I would be lying if I didn't admit that I did not make that up. It was stolen, and for that I'm sorry. The person who coined that phrase deserves to be given all the credit.

It's been hot as hell lately and I thank my lucky stars everyday when I get up that I don't still live in The Great Pacific Northwest. To anyone who does, forgive me, I'd like to keep writing, but I'm going to go lay by the pool.

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Also, a happy 22nd birthday today to my littlest sister Claire, who is without a doubt the coolest person below the Mason-Dixon Line, and way too cool to read online journals.