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i now see where we stand, jesus. loud and clear.

this was a debacle. i'm not callnig for people's jobs on my little blog, but i'm also not going to be too upset if that's what happens next.


de-bac-le.

Dear Lord,

First of all let me apologize for liking that one Slayer album. I'm sorry. It's really good, though. And the Danzig phase...that's kinda over. I am _not_ going to apolgize for Zeppelin. 

Anyways, we haven't talked in a while. But I have a request. And I think it will benefit you as well as me. 

Please, dear God, let Auburn beat Alabama. I know we've had six in a row. I understand that children in first grade have no conception of Alabama winning the Iron Bowl. I know. 

But this is the year. This is their great comeback. Their return to prominence. All signs point to Saban making them a competent team for years and years. And this is the time when we need it most. All those Alabama flags, dusty from six years in the basement are flying. Shirts long since forgotten are being brought out. The fair weather fans are back. 

Now is the time, God. Now is the time for the reincarnation of Tre Smith. Now is the time for a stunning upset from a team that has looked completely hapless for most of the year. Now is the time for Tuscaloosa to feel that now familiar stinging reminder that Auburn owns them. 

Listen, if you don't want to come through, I guess I can live with that. It's been a good run...hell (sorry!) it's been a great run.  I just want 1 more year. I just want to ruin their dreams. Is that so wrong? I want to hear them crying and moaning. I want to hear some idiot call for Saban's job on Finebaum. 

It would be so sweet.

War Damn Eagle. 

remember?

remember when i promised to update twice a week? what happened to me?

1. i became the tech support/dork writing/troublemaker for bham.fm- its harder than it looks, I promise.

2. Sweeps. This month is ratings apocalypse at work. We're doing pretty good. Not great, but pretty good.

3. Warhammer. It's over. You know how I told you I'd get bored? I am. I wish I wasn't but I am. It lasted two months. I'll come back when they get their shit together...they don't have it together now, that's for sure.

4. Fleas. It took about 3 weeks worth of worrying/cleaning/dosing/bathing to eliminate fleas. I _think_ they are gone now? Who knows? I know I hate fleas more than anything. More than Hitler.

5. Beer. I get off work, and I want it.

6. Girls. I see one of these girls you speak of, and I understand that if I don't actively try to hang out with them, and they get mad at me. It's very strange to me- why is it not OK for me to just go home and play Gears of War 2 for 3 hours and not call you? Do you not understand that the Locust Horde is trying to take over a planet? Is that not something you care about?

7. Crime and Punishment. This book is a bitch, but I like it. I read about 15 pages a night on it. I used to read like a fiend- not anymore. And that's OK with me.

8. Leaves. They suck ass.

9. Desktop Tower Defense. CRACK COCAINE IN FLASH FORM. I've been trying to get this game out of my system for a year now. It will not dislodge.

That's enough. Now that I mentioned it, I'm going to play another round of DTD.

flea pills

so we have had a flea problem at the house. I tried several remedies, but tonight I gave the cats a pill I bought from the vet for 6 bucks each.

An hour later, its fleapocolypse in here. God bless vet biotechnology. Or whatever its called.

So far so good. I'd like to never see a flea again. That would be fantastic.

In other news, Whitney and I started a music website. check it out- bham.fm

we're too good for .com. that's so early 2000s.

Right now, it's pretty empty. But Whitney will write like a madwoman, and next thing you know there will be 100 stories on it. I'll take credit for her hard work and tell everyone that I'm really behind the site. She'll leave, start bham.am and destroy me.

or it will be a nice place to read about music in birmingham. I don't plan on being a posting fiend, but the special kind of nonsense reviews will show up there.

my first review will be of bloom. I just have to figure out how to explain how incredibly/stunningly/uniquely impressive it is. I made something with it the other night I desperately wanted to record so i could recreate it. I suppose that will make sense when you read the review. Which will be right after I write it.

My vote

My vote, originally uploaded by ditchell.

My parents reminded me that their two votes cancel mine out. I explained to them that for the first time in my adult life, I'm damn proud of my vote.

Voting

Go vote!

I am predicting Obama with 360 electoral votes. And I am doing so right here, so we can read it tomorrow and cry or laugh.