Truance
I write the following in hopes that this blog has a longer reach than I know it to have... I am on the hunt for a Tiger 100 demo. I spoke to Brad 100 yesterday and although he's sitting on a number of Tiger 100 tapes including an unreleased ep, he seems far too busy to get out the double tape deck for me. Now if anyone amongst you owns a copy of the 7" that is hand screened with a skull, we may be able to use that as barter on Mr. Hales. Quit acting like you give a shit about any of this and cough up your nostalgia.
Caught one of my favorite things on TV last night. It's a real treat when I can flip around and find a guy in a karate outfit having sticks broken over his torso. He'll then usually break some boards, and bricks with his hands and feet with the occasional dude snapping a board over his head, or a stick over his back. Now last night this was all happening to the sounds of "You got to fight..for your right..to party" by the Beastie Boys. It should also be noted, that never has an Asian man ever been the breaker. It's always a westerner and they're always wearing a do-rag. At no other time in martial arts will you see the sky piece, but when it comes to running a course of concrete and wood you must have the lid in check. The hesher in question last night had what I refer to as a "gas station" do-rag, which is more of a preformed hat that is made to look like a do-rag as opposed to a hanky you tie up over your greasy mane.
I was thwarted in my attempt to finally meet the legend. I showed up but could get no hard evidence as to when he would be on hand.
Had the old yearly physical yesterday. To my delight the doctor decided he could find out what he needed to know without any insertion. A colossal development indeed.
FIRED!!!
Reader's Digest is celebrating its 1,000 issue and I have trying to get a joke in that fucker since about 1988. Can't even get a sniff of that $500.
Caught one of my favorite things on TV last night. It's a real treat when I can flip around and find a guy in a karate outfit having sticks broken over his torso. He'll then usually break some boards, and bricks with his hands and feet with the occasional dude snapping a board over his head, or a stick over his back. Now last night this was all happening to the sounds of "You got to fight..for your right..to party" by the Beastie Boys. It should also be noted, that never has an Asian man ever been the breaker. It's always a westerner and they're always wearing a do-rag. At no other time in martial arts will you see the sky piece, but when it comes to running a course of concrete and wood you must have the lid in check. The hesher in question last night had what I refer to as a "gas station" do-rag, which is more of a preformed hat that is made to look like a do-rag as opposed to a hanky you tie up over your greasy mane.
I was thwarted in my attempt to finally meet the legend. I showed up but could get no hard evidence as to when he would be on hand.
Had the old yearly physical yesterday. To my delight the doctor decided he could find out what he needed to know without any insertion. A colossal development indeed.
FIRED!!!
Reader's Digest is celebrating its 1,000 issue and I have trying to get a joke in that fucker since about 1988. Can't even get a sniff of that $500.
posted by Vince at 10:48 AM
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