Hello all y’all. Its been a while, I know, and I apologize for the sloppy and unappreciative way I have treated the warm affection of my kind readers. Now onto the meat of this blog.
Luke Vibert:
He is a musician (also known as: Plug, Wagon Christ, Kerrier District, Ace of Clubs, and ルーク・ヴァイバート) that has been slowly and steadily stealing my electronic affections away from the once irreplaceable Richard D. James towards his own funky beatery. (As of late, anyhow.) You may ask yourself, “Have I gone out of my way to visit this blog just to hear about one insignificant beat maker?” To which I must admit: Yes, you have. I hope it was worth it for you. (Perhaps some time alone with LV will change your mind, no??)
And furthermore, into the potatoes of this blog.
Game 7 of the NBA finals. I watched it. My wife made me do it. (“The woman you gave me…”) I am hereby worthy to offer my comments on said final. It was wack.
Now onto that abstruse picture. Imagine for a moment that you have wondered too far into the woods all by your lonesome, only to find this view over the ridge of trees on the horizon. Would you:
A. Try to focus through extensive squinting and deep breathing exercises?
B. Mess yourself?
C. Listen to Luke Vibert?
D. All of the above
E. Some of the above
F. Most of the above
G. None of the above
H. Only D, G, & H
OK, so this blog went really well. I’m very pleased how it’s come together for me. Actually, I’m just frustrated because I wasted a bunch of time on a stupid website called ‘xtra normal’ where I created a cartoon that wanted to charge me to publish it. I was upset, hurt, and deeply offended. (Apply sympathy here)
Welp, that’ll do it for this round of inconsequential blogging done when I’m really tired and am putting off more important things …like going to bed. Thanks for coming, we’ll see you next time.
