So "great," the RIAA may think... they've defeated me.
Bullshit. I'm armed with a .38 special and an empty mp3 player. I'm coming to their houses and stealing their CD collections. I'd love to go to Lars Ulrich's house and make him load his CDs into my car while I have him at gunpoint. The ultimate irony... hahahahahahahaha.
My name is John Gallucci, and I approve this message.
...and a standoff continues inside Tower Records with a man feverishly burning CDs on his laptop inside the store...
wow, this blog took a turn for the worse. It's breakfast time at Skyland Pub. I put a wireless access point in there and after the initial setup, I can't bring myself to be the guy in a bar on his laptop. It'd be cool to get stuff done while I eat too much and get shitfaced, but it's just not me. Strangely enough.
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Try "e-mule"! It might improve your love life...as if anything could...
Try "e-mule"! It might improve your love life...as if anything could...Do you think the lack of sex has any relation to the frustration and rage you are feeling? Gooch, get a grip! I know you van write better than this! Maybe it's time to go back to the Xanax?
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