last days of radio (happy birthday to me)
“you know we always honor her birthday.”
said oj about nicole.
yeah. really.
cowsarejustfood is one. today.
this time last year i dipped my gnarled toes in the water with this testpost.
i’ve been timewasting here for a whole bloody year. so by means of ‘celebration’ i’m tucking into some red stripe (the indie kids lager beer of choice for some reason) and posting some songs. some shit with the word birthday in the title that i like:
some shit i’ve been introduced to from the land of blog over the past year:
- robedoor: fire in the hole
- gnaw their tongues: blood drenched altars
- eagleowl: this is not your lucky day
and frankly just some shit i listened to on MY, yes MY, special day:
course every day’s an unbirthday for me. so screw today. i’m still young enough to hit on yr sister and old enough to know better. thanks for reading and commenting (you know who you are), sending abuse and mp3’s and links and drawings of yr genital parts. nothanks for needlessly whining about what i listen to, telling me why hardcore fuken rules and asking if i’ll sell you that shellac record recorded live in japan. yes i have it. yes it is the best thing they’ve recorded. and no it’s mine all mine. so bugger off.
cheers!
22 July 2008 at 8:39 am
I’ll happily raise a lukewarm can of Tennents Super in your general direction. One year old, eh? My how you’ve grown.
I notice that the “possibly related posts” feature has decided that your ramblings are pretty similar to a screen grab showing the recent performance of US shares. Maybe it is trying to tell you how to invest the huge sums of money that you found in your birthday cards yesterday morning.
22 July 2008 at 9:31 am
swollen and bloated like a nuclear slug. that’s me.
i think they’re stretching the word ‘possibly’ as far as they can with this.
i’ll see your lukewarm super and raise you stewarts cream of the barley.
to your ruddy health sir.