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Monday, September 15, 2003
Kick out the jams:
As promised, I spent my weekend getting an earful of Johnny Cash. I didn't turn on the teevee the whole weekend, though, so I didn't manage to catch any Three's Company reruns, but you can't have everything.
So you probably noticed that Kerry, Sean, Renee, Kari, Shane, and Thym have answered my interview questions. You probably noticed the first three because I told you about them already. There are a couple more on the way, which I'll tell you about as soon as they're posted.
You also might have noticed that I linked to some new (or new to me) bloggers right then. There are also some more bloggers that have gone unlinked by me before, so I am going to remedy that right fucking now. Allow me to introduce the living fuck out of them.
Shane is my best friend. We love each other madly, and we demonstrate our love by calling each other such endearing terms as "hooker" and "manhole". He is much cooler than you, and I swear to the little baby Jesus that I have never seen anyone look as good in leather pants, with the possible exception of that extra from Biker Boyz when they were filming the bar scene here. Go tell him he's pretty.
I don't really know Sean all that well in real life, but his blog is great, plus he and his wife Caryn have a kickass gallery and as an added bonus are just as misanthropic as I am. I don't know if he would like it if you told him he's pretty, so maybe you should just go read his blog instead.
I have been talking to Thym online for something like 3 motherfucking years now. We've never met in person or talked on the phone, but we get along really fucking well, probably because I think it's funny rather than offensive when he talks about skull-fucking yuppies. Plus, he laughs at all my dead baby jokes. He's also a really good photographer and a kickass digital artist. Plus, I mean, he's like, angry. That rules.
Nick is this dude I've been friends with for a few years now. We have endless conversations about music and relationships and shit. He lives in Phoenix, so we don't hang out much, but when we do there is usually alcohol and sushi involved, and what is better than drunken, sushi-fueled revelry? Nothing, I tell you.
Rob is Kerry's little brother, so obviously there is some genetic predisposition to good writing in that family. He needs to post more often, because he's fucking hilarious. Go tell him he's hilarious AND pretty.
I don't know Renee at all but I dig her blog. It's interesting. Go read it. Tell her she's pretty while you're at it.
One of these days, I'll update my links section to include all of these people, but right now I'm trying to fight off some kind of flu bug so sitting in front of the computer is just making me want to hurl. Or, I'm just lazy. Either way, I'll get around to it eventually.
Tony Pierce is always pretty
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