So I kind of psyched myself out a couple of posts back (you caught me, Ben), with that whole "momentous occasion" talk. But I wanted to do something cool, something special to celebrate the occasion of my 500th post. I mean, I have always had an incredibly hard time sticking with any sort of diary, so to have posted 500 times in just over two years is fairly epic. And, all cheesiness aside, I couldn't have done it without my readers. Y'all's my dawgs.
So, I racked my brains, hosted intense focus groups, make all kinds of chartsengraffs, ate some cookies and after careful deliberation, (And by "deliberation" I mean: I read all of my comic books from the week which included not one, but two issues of the Immortal Iron Fist - issue #9 and Annual #1! Huzzah! - and watched a lot of new TV shows.. more on that later... maybe) I arrived at a very calculated, level-headed and wholly unexpected solution... to make a mixtape.
I know, really original, but Mike posted this over at Mixtapery and I thought I'd take the challenge. So, blame him. It's all his fault.
I now have one, that's right just one, copy of Alphabet Town, a double-disc, A-Z mixtape. This is some Super Special Limited Edition business, kids. For reals. We start with the Flaming Lips' epic "the Abandoned Hospital Ship" and end up at Pavement's "Zürich Is Stained," hitting all stops in-between. A slight warning, though: it may rock one's socks right off and blow one's mind completely. You have been warned.
To put your name in the drawering, comment on tomorrow's momentous 500th post (this is a wonderful opportunity for you to delurkify, all you wallflowers out there. Come on. We won't bite. Okay, maybe Allen will, but his shots are current. a-wink-wink ;) ). I'll draw a winner on Monday, so you will have the weekend to comment. As that hillbilly comedian says: "You should get her finished." Or something like that. You know, the one that wears the flannel shirts with the cut-off arms and looks like he smells like body odor, exhaust fumes and Slim Jims? Yeah, that one.
Until tomorrow: peace in the Middle East, my homies. Keep it real.
I'm not a "tattoo guy." But if I ever got one it would probably be of an eagle with a snake writhing in its mouth and electricity bolts are shooting out of it and the eagle is clutching a skull in its razor-sharp claws. A skull that is on fire. And in the mouth of the skull is a bat which is chasing a lady wearing a shirt made from the Confederate flag and the lady has a tattoo of a wolf that is howling at the moon. And on the moon is written "Git R Done". And the moon is on fire. And dripping blood. And the blood drips make a shape that looks a lot like an eagle clutching a skull and eating an electric snake. And all of this is, of course, also on fire.
