I woke up today with an Afro. It wasn’t mine, How did it get there?
It made me happy. I walk differently now. But how did it get there?
I wear velvet now too. I’m gettin heat, if you know what I mean. How did it get there?
Speaking of pies, here’s a fun clip from the movie Metallica: Some kind of Monster where one of my heroes joins the most unhinged band on the planet. If you haven’t seen this movie, watch it, regardless of your feelings on heavy metal. It is a laugh a minute document of mental breakdown, even though everything’s apparently all lovely now. I don’t think Robert Trujillo ever had to talk about his feelings in his Suicidal Tendencies days, but now that he has the big cheque??????
Despite their emotional situation, they do manage to do the business live. See them all prozac and xanexed up at Jacob Marley Park on August Uno…..Support for Metallica (minus dead bassist) comes from Thin Lizzy (minus dead singer), Alice in Chains (minus dead singer) and a whole host of living musicians…..
Lars Ulrich, an offensive Dane long before those crazy cartoonists!
By the way, watched Teeth last night. Best movie about vagina dentata since The Queen.