Sunday, May 03, 2009

For the financial win.

Some drunk Icelandic guy gave Kevin and I $21 and change because he liked our guitar playing at the Mercury Lounge. I'm ready to quit my lame job and tour Iceland. I can subsist on salad, rice and beer, and occasionally on the flesh of my fellow man.

On an unrelated note, Rusty's pizza is teh clean and I can hear my pulse in my ear.


  1. you better get into snow cones, Bjork and no banks first...

    that's a pretty awesome story.