  gutter... We were at a bowling alley last night visiting a cousin and I wasn't really shocked by people that I share the same age demographic with but more so repulsed.
Tattoos are cool, I'd like more but when your teeth are fucked up and you could stand to go to the dentist, I would think a little monetary discretion is in need. Although, after you've been to jail seven times maybe that kind of shit takes a backseat to those intimidating flame tattoos with skulls.
Recording is going well, I guess, sometimes I wonder why I still play the guitar. I could focus so much more energy into being lazy. Actually I'm pretty thrilled at how the songs sound with the guitar tracks that we are going to discard and re-record anyway. I wish I could swallow my poor self music image and just get to recording my songs and do the album of stuff I always wanted to do.
I've decided the acoustic deal just won't fly so I'm thinking about talking to the Pony about doing something, we've talked but most of it was "wouldn't it be cool if..." kind of talk but I think that we could just lay down some riffer guitar and riffer drums and get a guest vocal spots from Nick Fahini and Killer. 
