Giuseppe Zangara

Oof, look at me brag about all the Towers I've visited.

Oh, I forgot you don't actually live in Chicago. Anyway, Tower had decent selection, but there was something slightly Wal-Mart—in everything but prices, which were always a dollar or two more than any decent store I'd visit in the same city—about the place, anyway. And I say this having been to ones in Atlanta, New Orleans and NYC.

Tower isn't worth romanticizing.

bigolsmitty is a bastard and I hate him.

Guys, did you see the thread where Paul used "Tim Burton" pejoratively. Directed at me.

Anyone who post dogs in this thread gets the edge, as far as I'm concerned.

He hasn't messaged me for free music yet, so your spot is secure. For now. I hope you liked the Husker Du.

He's a terrier mix. His exact genealogy is unknown—he was a stray that was found by a friend of mine—but I'm sure Cairn is in there somewhere.

That's not me in the lower right hand corner, by the way:

I can't believe bigolsmitty straight-up dissed my dog like that. Fucker.

A free-floating head.

Bandana wasn't my idea, but whatever.

Fuck that. I just wanna masturbate to the sex tape K-fed certainly has in his possession, post-two children Britney or not. I've waited far too long for this.

Oh, Paul.

Paul nurses many a wound.

Sensei John Kreese is my new Spaceman Spiff.

Sweet, the sex tape should be out within six months.

For the most part—meaning side two—the songs really aren't there on Desire, "cool" instruments or no. And I've said it before, but it needs repeating: "Joey" really is the worst song Dylan had done to that point.

Hey, Paul, you were never any good. Don't forget that.

Interesting. So, misogyny was crossing the line, but anti-Semitism was okay.

Kinetic sent me another tender pm. The details are too personal to share here, but I wept after reading it.

I saw a free screening last night, and yes, plenty of laughs were had by all.

snuffbox, where should I start with Tom Robbins.

Gene, I think you and I have discussed this before, but I don't see what you get out of Jaco. I assume, being a bass player yourself, you appreciate him from a technical standpoint; however, so much of what I've heard of him—which I admit isn't very much—sounds like so much smooth contemporary twaddle. Local on the 8's.

I'm going to a free screening of the Borat movie this Thursday. I hope to get lots of laughs from it.