INFLATED, BOREDOM-INDUCED SELF IMPORTANCE…
…TONIGHT AT LEWIS UNIVERSITY.
I’m trying to get SISKY BUSINESS to come out to the show tonight. Even with his gimp-finger, he should have no problem making the short drive down from the Chicago ‘burbs to hang out with his good buddies at Lewis University, right?
Then, the unthinkable happened…
…But I missed the call. Damn it all.
So Butcher and I played with Photo Booth.
… and quickly lost interest. What could Adam have had to say? Why didn’t he leave a voicemail? Was he calling for MapQuest directions, or Google Maps directions, or maybe even Yahooligans Maps directions? Then it happened again, only this time…
IT WAS A TEXT MESSAGE! So we finally had confirmation… Adam will be coming to the show.
…Or so we thought. TREATY OF PARIS has just gone onstage and Adam isn’t the only one missing in action.
So be it. The show will be action packed nonetheless, and who knows, Adam may still turn up.
I’ll start holding my breath… NOW.
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EDIT. Adam has arrived! He just got his stitches out of the aforementioned Gimp-Finger, and now he’s wearing a sock puppet on his hand like Mick Foley circa 2001.
