Former Faker Frees Fraudulent Felons

In (jail-)breaking news today, former anti-intelligent spy Mike McQ has begun lockpicking his Magnum Opus. Magnum, believed to have been cured in various hard disk drives and notepads over the past year, is heralded to be pure TV (Thought Venom)- an agent only comparable to its unspeakable predecessor. Citizens are warned that there will be public displays of no corporate affiliation amidst, but affability aplenty. It is an unsound salvation- a sound foundation. A found sound nation.

It all begins in 2 weeks. That's what we keep saying. Shakes be praised that we haven't been saying a particular date, otherwise that would be drawing nearer, and time wouldn't not-exist. Everyone involved, bare with me or bear-trap me. 2 weeks from tomorrow. That's realistic and scholastic.

I'll be a student at RIC in the Fall, or, so they say. That'll be fun. I hope. 2 years. Then... well, if you wanted to hear my master scheme, I would've already forced my overpowering verbal cock into your faultering virgin ears and ruined your metaphorical nights. I'm not all talk. Process progress and promise to be honest... that's it right there.

My birthday is 2 weeks from, well... technically today- but really, I suppose (if you're scrutinizing) yesterday.

The other day, Hal, Elisha, Adam, Martin and I had the distinct pleasure of seeing Colleen, A Hawk and A Hacksaw, and Black Forest/ Black Sea... what fun! The acts were phenomenal... and, while I am still yet to hear A Hawk and A Hacksaw's recordings, Colleen's live performance was nearly identical to her record- which, if you hear the album, is near-impossible. Yes.

The summer kicks its ferocious hindlegs in the apocolyptic dirt, and we all watch as it burns our nuclear families' nuclear eyes.