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Sunday, September 5, 2004


   Hypnotizin' boogie, sure feels good, I can't dance but I wish I could.
Actually no. Because:

*Everything>Dancing
*Samm>Everything
=Samm>Dancing
=Samm+Dancing= Destroying Everything.

Just as I thought, it was really cool to finally see my dad play. Unfortunately, I couldn't escape the grasp of the drummer's wife, who would occasionally pull me up from my stagnant stasis and force me to dance (more like ooze) to the music. That sucked. So did some other stuff! Yaaaay.

We arrived at the pavillion where the band was to play soaking wet. Curse you, physics! You've betrayed me again! Stupid heavy equipment... stupid sound system... As I'm sure you'll all agree, wet underwear is not the most comfortable of garments.

Later that night I, Smma the Eternally Uninformed, arrived at a freakin' yacht club party in damp shorts (I redouble my physics-cursing efforts. Now I'm out of dry pant-like substances) and a green golf shirt, wondering what the fucking hell I was doing there when I could have been at home reading the approx. a jillion books I've started over the summer and negelected to finish. Oy. >_<"

We left the pavillion around 1:00 a.m, surrounded by a multitude of drunken peoples. Motor-boatin' back in the pitch-freakin'-dark kinda scared me a little. But meh, my worry was for naught. Worrying is fo' suckahs.

More...
Drummin' Rudiments! with Smma. (Thought I'd lay off the Paradiddles for now)...here is

A Flam.





Orochi of the Hidden Village of Mizuho O___o,
-S

Song of the Moment: The Noose, A Perfect Circle. Because it reminds me of My Darling Kratos. Bwa ha ha.

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