Sunday, October 27, 2019
Sunday, October 20, 2019
"Blood and Guts"
This is a classical guitar piece about disgusting "blood and guts" reporting. If it bleeds, it leads.
Friday, October 18, 2019
Sunday, October 13, 2019
"Party Time!"
Roger invited me to his friend's birthday party, but when I got to the house, I was in a huge empty parking lot. I thought: "Man, Roger's friend must be loaded, seeing that he has such a huge parking lot." Then I thought: "Scratch that, this must be his second parking lot, seeing how all the party-goers must of parked in the first parking lot, right next to the house." I didn't know where that first parking lot was, so I called Roger, but no answer; he was probably having too much fun at the party, with the laughter and music too loud to hear his phone.
Typical Roger.
Anyway, I saw some woods and started walking through them, figuring I'd see the lights of the house for sure. Well, there was a small river that I had to cross and it was colder, deeper, and had a much stronger current than expected, and I was carried off, drowning all the way. I was able to grab hold of a sturdy branch and worked my way out. I started to die from hypothermia and tore off all my clothes.
By the time I got to the highway, a cop pulled over. I asked if he was going to the party and he told me: "Sure, buddy, whatever party you want."
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