Tonight is the night I imbibe and get insanely twisted. A case of Iron City (no I won't be drinking the entire case...god help me if I ever could achieve such a feat) and you my friends...you, who are out there unaware. And me, I'm in a rock and roll band.

Someone please explain to me the whole fascination with pornographic fan fiction. I just got through reading a little ditty about Harley Quinn getting it on with Batgirl. Had to be some of the lamest poop I've ever laid eyes on. Do people really get into these characters so much that they need to have them fucking? Fictionally fucking. Lotta Catwoman sex shit out there as well. Makes ya wonder.

As some of you may or may not know, I write for other music mags online aside from my own. I also get some funny hate mail from time to time. The latest bit found a man bitching at me for not liking a particular album that he enjoyed and then he attempted to insult me by insinuating that I must listen to Dave Matthews and Train and that I need to learn about indie music from something other than VH1. To this man I'd like to say thank you. Your glowing silliness is brilliant. I despise both DMB and Train and VH1 has some pretty decent shows on, but I couldn't give a rat's ass less for the videos they play. But thanks for assuming you know what I dig.

Isn't it funny just how incredibly shitty that band Soulcracker from VH1's Bands on the Run really are? I mean, I hated them when the series originally aired, but seeing a rerun of that show just now and seeing them again...gah. I mean, how were they ever even in contention? They are seriously of the toilet. Sutton and Beastie. Two lead has beens that never were. Sad.