Monthly Archives: September 2009

Been in trouble with the law since the day they was born

Posted on September 30, 2009 by

When I was a kid I’d sit there and listen to grownups prattle on endlessly about things that couldn’t seem more dull to me. This included a wide, wide swath of topics and a broad definition of the term ‘grownups,’ … Continue reading →

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Good Morning Chicken (or: talking about a very narrow demographic of punk rock-vol.2)

Posted on September 29, 2009 by

Good morning and I hope you all had a happy jewish independence day! Mine was great. I spent it reorganizing my storage space. Not quite the blowjob contest I was hoping for, but still pretty excellent. I read an interview … Continue reading →

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oooh, zing!

Posted on September 28, 2009 by

hmmmm….my wife has the day off, so I’m gonna pay attention to her today. Good luck out there, assholes. Be nice to each other.

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a story from the author’s past

Posted on September 25, 2009 by

When I was eighteen, I was on tour with my ska band and we were in Florida right as a hurricane was touching down. If memory serves, we were in Pensacola and we were playing at some dumpy bar that … Continue reading →

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put the fucking lotion in the basket!

Posted on September 24, 2009 by

It’s not even nine in the morning and my kid has bitten someone in the daycare already. It’s a bummer, because it’s something that he’s obviously learned to associate with the environment there, since he doesn’t do it at home … Continue reading →

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hey, you’re a crazy bitch, but you fuck so good i’m on top of it!

Posted on September 23, 2009 by

Okay assmasks and assmaskettes, welcome to Wednesday at the BSC. Not a lot going on here except for one truly exciting development. That’s right folks. The fresh pear cider I bought at the farmers market last week has fermented and … Continue reading →

Posted in half assing it, sean nader | 22 Comments