Naked Raygun and cheese

Monday night.

I like cheese. Pave is my favorite. I like it enought to eat a larger amount than I should. Tonight, I made fall's first fire in the fireplace (where else?). So I'm sitting here, eating cheese and drinking an rum-n-sunkist. Not the best cocktail, but you tend to make-due.

Its quiet, fireplace-evenings like this that one's mind tends to think of punk rock shows. In one month, I'll be returning from sweet-home Chicago and riot-fest 2006 (http://www.riotfest.org/). I hope my ears will be ringing and that I'll be tired. I also hope I'll be inspired to act like a youngster for awhile. A shot in the arm of angst.

ahh.... angst....