The Reckoner 00

Rick, you're quite the excitable fellow, aren't you.

never on time. The next poster has chewing gum in their pocket.

This would be more appropriate if you were American, but we'll just let that slide and enjoy the humor.

yeah, happy barfday!

BINGO!

you'd think so, right? If only I had the mind of an inventor... I'd be all over that in a hearbeat.

I only shave like once a month, so I guess I can stand the ridiculousness of badly cutting myself every now and then. I remember I cut a nice chunk out of my lips on the side of my mouth last autumn. It's healed nicely, but my goodness, I've never seen so much blood out of such a small wound. what is this blistex stuff you speak of? (girls with facial hair = :o )

I cut myself shaving today and managed to get blood on my shirt collar. As soon as I made the cut I could feel that it was going to be bad. It bled all day, even managing to bleed all the way through my band-aid at work to the point where I was scratching the area absent-mindedly and brought my hand back and noticed there was blood all over my finger. It somehow bled through the bandage part and through the adhesive OVER the bandage to bead on the outside of the bandage. I don't think I'm ever going to shave again.

http://www.last.fm/user/basementghost

Crack cocaine. Gets 'em every time.

Our Kyle. (don't mind me, I'm a grammar snob, if such a thing exists) The kid with and egg for a head. Kyle: I don't like The Greatest, either. To start, the artwork is shit. It reminds me of some horrible crap I could create in MS Paint in less than three minutes. Second, it just doesn't feel right. Something about it just doesn't sound good to me. Third, the band.... just kills the intimacy of her previous work. It's not the fact that there's a band playing behind her because she's been backed on previous work. I just can't put my finger on it. Maybe it can be said that it's too "positive." I'm not really sure.

Poor Kyle... all locked up and such... (how often do you need him?) My sigpic is Chan Marshall, known professionally as Cat Power. Her music is incredibly affecting and intimate.

I heard a Coldplay song on MTV's Miss Seventeen last night and wanted to vomit for what they had been reduced to. "Why were you watching MTV's Miss Seventeen last night?" you may ask. The answer is that Comedy Central was on break, the bulls game hadn't started yet, and VH1 was playing some stupid Fabulous Life of crap and MTV was the only channel not on break when I was flipping through. Needless to say, I caught it at just the right moment to elicit a gag reflex and an "holy shit..." for hearing Coldplay in that brief moment. I can't name the song because I'm totally unfamiliar with X & Y's drivel.