Showing posts with label brain damage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label brain damage. Show all posts

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Band Names. Get Your Band Names Here!

I do it.  You do it.  We all do it.  No, not screaming for ice cream; we all like to think up goofy band names.  My goal is to compose a definitive list of band names, but I need help from the powers of the interwebs.  I'll start, but you are invited to contribute your contributions (?) in the comments below.

Let the rockin' commence.  Or whatever your genre of choice does that is equivalent to rockin'.


  • Inflammation Overload
  • The Smokin’ Spoons
    (I can’t quite recall what the inspirational context for this one was, but I’m confident it was food-related; upon reflection I can see how it could be viewed as a drug reference—use this one only if your band or your fans are into freebasing.)
  • The Cheese Weasels
    (Later that night, Pete was heard saying: “That outfit would give anyone a cheese weasel.”)
  • Hobo Chic
  • Madman Chang
  • The Chicken Kickers
  • He-Man Salad and the Bloody Muppets
  • Hangnail
  • International Footwear 
  • Klingon Freak Show
    (Duh—but you’d have to pay me royalties until we’re both served a cease & desist from the Star Trek goons)

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Plaid can go with stripes if I want them to!



Yup, the Chinese word to learn is "understand" and gracefully punctuates the fortune which boldly defies the definition. This, on my last day staying here at the farm, seems to be a perfect farewell with which to part ways. I've had a good time; visited with a few friends I rarely see anymore, drove through my old stomping grounds, and felt sad--still not quite sure if it's because things have changed or if they haven't changed enough. After almost two weeks, I'm not feeling right in the brain. In fact, the fortune above may make sense and the breakdown is in my processing of the data. It's official; something is damaged. Not sure vacation is supposed to do that to a person.

I've been toying with the idea of fasting when I return home. Does that make sense? It was a bit of an abrupt change in topic, but that's alright because it is. By fasting, I'm thinking more along the lines of plenty of water, maybe a vitamin pill here and there, but no food. Pretty confident I can last a day, easy, but the real test will come with the dawn of day two. If I can do it, I doubt I'd go past two or three days, but it would be interesting to try it and see. I've gone without eating for quite some time in the past, but I was horribly ill at the time and would like to experience it in good health. Well, by that I mean physical health--we've already established that the mental aspect is questionable. Chances are that I'll completely break down and throw a frozen pizza in the oven, but I'm hoping that my willpower doesn't crumble. Like crumbly crumbs on delicious cake. Mmmm, cake...

Oh, and Ryan started a blog. Read it.