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October 28, 2004
220, 221, whatever it takes
Here are my instructions to you:
1) Go back to yesterday's post. Really read the shit out of it. Download 'Kitchen' (because it's ruthlessly awesome) and buy 10 copies of the album, listening to only one track on each individual disc before switching to the next track on one of the other 9 copies. Then sit down at your desk, light your pipe, and compose a nice letter to Rob Mitchum, c/o Pitchfork Media, asking him why he insists on reviewing records when it's clear that he despises both music AND fun. Put the letters S.W.A.P. on the back of the envelope after you lick it shut (Sealed With a Punch).
2) Note that, while running is a healthy activity and highly addictive, it does not help your foot speed in general. Only your endurance. I learned that the hard way tonight when I played almost 35 minutes of a soccer game. I have the foot speed of a newborn giraffe, tops, or in my weaker moments, maybe a neurologically impaired rhino composed partially of melted Vermont cheddar. Time for yours truly to start juicin'. And by juicin', I mean: injecting anabolic steroids into my eyes.
3) Halloween is coming up. I would put something on here, but every other mp3- and regular blog is going to do that, and Molars does not bow to societal pressures, people! No. Maybe when Walpurgisnacht swings around again.
Posted by matt at October 28, 2004 10:56 PM