I have had about enough of your antics. It galls me that though I have communicated with you in verbal and written form regarding these upsetting interludes in the symphony of my life that you continue unrelenting in your assault upon my tranquility. I have added you to my prayer list which I send out to the prayer chain of the local Baptist and Free Methodist churches, asking the Lord God to smite you and to raise up his hand and render your man-fruit withered and fecund. To me this seems like a fair shake (pun intended) given that you have taken it upon yourself to glean from my own livelyhood and to excrete your waste upon the objects of comfort that I am so dearly attached to. So ask yourself “Am I ready to be pummeled and Popped by a self trained sword wielding warrior of the night sky?” If the answer is no then I suggest you “take five” to figure out where your future lies. If you mess with the best you are going to get treated like a jest. A bad jest. So in the future if you plan on living, stay out of my room Kyle.

Sincerely, Brad the Dad

I guess we need to practice getting together and practicing. We have been getting ready for summertime by getting together and working on new material for the teens/preteens. It has been “The Professor”, “The Wind”, “Grammaloid”, and myself (Buzzsaw). We have some good stuff worked out and if we can get into the same room for 5 or 6 more weeks I think we will be getting out and playing again. I guess you could say we are motivated but busy. I am actually surprised to be on “tha Space”, because quite frankly I have not made an entry or appearance since Roctober and I have not missed it. Probably because I started in Roctober and hit it hot and heavy for two days. Actually I might be crossing over and accepting some of the “friends” who have requested my friendship as of late. Maybe. What I now want to do is to get a recording up here and make it actually look good instead of having the picture of the baby owl that looks like a hawk, but actually looks like some shit/feathers on a towel. But then again, my life has been fine without the web. So I guess I am going to go downstairs and tend to my flashburned hand that I received while welding an aluminum davit pedestal base this morning, I think I will eat some apple/blueberry sauce which I bought at Grocery Outlet today (its organic and because it is wierd I got it for 99 cents instead of $5, neat, neat). OK, I guess I will tell you what the hell a Davit is some time, bye now.

For a bit… hoboes@holyhoboes.com or http://www.myspace.com/holyhoboe