so...bloggerdotcom has a new and strange look. those that don't post probably don't really care, but for me, navigation seemed to be like doing a calculus equation...or at least one of those word problems involving train departures.
at least The Brotherhood itself still looks more or less the same...physically, and mentally, or...cybernetically. Except for John, the one true cyborg, who is actually on a top secret mission under the guise of "basic training" to get his mastodonic forearm enhancements tweaked. oh, wait, crap...i was supposed to keep it a secret.
but anyway, it looks like most of the Brothers, minus our already out-of-state comrades, shall be here this summer, rokking out...

speaking of which, Blindside.

is that all i have to say? yes...i made a special request off of work just for the upcoming rokkification of rowdy Swedish hardcore.
oh, in other news, i work all the time...except for Sundays, and Thursday mornings.
hence my mad love for chicas and homies that come to visit me at work...sweet indeed.

bowling! sunday night baby...