Disarm the settlers
The new drunk drivers
Have hoisted the flag
We are with you in your anger
Proud brothers
Do not fret
The bus will get you there yet
To carry us to the lake
The club is open
Yeah, the club is open
Hey, the club is open
A-come on, come on, the club is open
C’mon, c’mon, the club is open
C’mon, c’mon, c’mon, the club is open …
“A Salty Salute,” Guided by Voices
I like the new look of the blog. I think I lurk here.
Yay!
Yeah, I know it’s corny. But historically speaking (going all the way back to 2007), this is the Bastard Invocation. Etiquette, protocol, and decorum require its inclusion as the first post, as does my-life-is-passing-me-by nostalgia. Oh! I’m also testing the Recent Comments widget to see what the first one looks like, so there’s that.
Now bring on the geeky pop culture, merciless ball-busting, and all those annoying college football posts I neither understand nor give two steaming shits about. Bastards!
Hot freaks ride again!