So, The Fairmonts have secured the New Year's Eve gig at The Poacher's Arms this year. Anybody looking for something to do, and who freakishly plans that shit this far ahead, mark your calendars!

The boyz night out in t.dot was a drunken good time. The old MIA crew, and founding members of the short lived but apparently ahead of our time (we would sound like Disturbed should we still be rockin' today?) Acid Tongue, plus the venerable Chokhalet Moose were set loose on the scene, and as always happens with those heads, we ended up drunk and busting old dance moves at the Velvet Underground. My fave Q & A of the night from that club, between the Moose and myself:

ME: "So do they have a coat check?"
MOOSE: "Yeah, it's at the back, but i usually just toss my coat behind that statue over there."

And so we did.

And now for all the restless souls who have nothing better to do than hound me about not posting on my shitty blog, i have a proposition. Would you let me have sex with your wife for $1,000,000? Wait, that was an old movie plot. I have another proposition. Since i'm lazy and don't have anything of relevance to post at this time, i propose a week of guest postings. Email me any shit you want to say, or a top 5, or a pile of bullshit, and if it's cool and the gang i'll put it up and y'all can talk shit directly about each other's posts instead of indirectly through comments on my shit. Sound good? If i get any emails today, i'll start it up for monday. If not, dormant she shall sit - "turn out the lights, it's gonna be a long week."