I posted a few new songs. Have a listen. This song in particular is about a time when I was a kid living in Texas, and I was climbing this enormous poplar tree in my cousins back yard. I fell out of the tree, and landed on my back on a large root protruding from the ground due to soil erosion in the crappy Texas trailer park. I winded myself fairly badly and for the first time, and was quite terrified as to why I could not breathe. I struggled to my feet and stumbled home, with my cousin and his friends laughing at me as this was all unfolding. Mostly it’s an origin story, about my fear of heights.
“Well, thanks to the Internet, I’m now bored with sex.” — Philip J. Fry
Apparently you can ask questions now, which I guess is pretty close to having some sort of comments section…
Anyhow I’ve enabled it, and so long as I don’t get never ending questions about how many inches I’d like to increase the length of my penis or how much poorly sourced viagra I want to order from China, I’ll probably leave it up. Not that I don’t love those questions, it’s just that my inbox is already filled to the brim with such topics in its very own special folder.