Monday, February 19, 2007

You Can Take The Redneck Out Of Louisiana

No mail today means no bills so props to all our Presidents living and dead. I've got no funky stories to tell today, no musical proverbs to drop, and just generally feel like an out of date cheese spread on a stale cracker. I've heard that nervous breakdown bald is the new thing, but I'll just stick to my traditional February angst and localized blah.

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