Say Hey! *waves* Alive again and off my lazy ass! Good to get back to work again.

Still have a huge back-log of things to post and with the current climate of my country, my state.... *laughs* many of you finepeople out there with your... interesting ideas about politics and the definition of human decency... much of it... well *scritches her neck* well, it ain't too happy.

That being said *claps her hands* let's put up some happy, eh? Little bit of fun before we talk about anything so unpleasant. We're not going to bury our heads in the sand. *looks about* Well, I'm sure as cock not... not like some of you charley chicken-shits... *chuckles* but we're gonna take some time to laugh a bit, not think about the rotten goat-fuckers out there and all their bollocks and bullshit, right?

So! *snofts* Most modern music sucks. It's terrible. It could probably kill a poor defenseless little lab animal if you subjected the poor little bugger to today's top 40 for more than an hour without a break for cocaine or something. And it has this bizarre thematic obsession with "butts"... *pops her neck* I'm still trying to figure that out. It's maddening, really. The guys sing about girls' butts, the girls sing about their own butts, the ghost of Steve Jobs will probably be putting out a hit single soon about his fucking I-butt or something... *shakes her head* It's extraordinary, really.

But there is a defense against this counter-intuitive act of ass-backwards evolution... and that cure is The Ozz-man. Take it from me, the next time you're in the car with your friend and that little twat turns on the radio to play J.J. Beaversnaps' new hit single "My Juicy Jizz-shelf" just hum you a little bit of anything by the godfather of metal Himself and you'll be right as rain.


*blows a kiss* It's good to be alive, isn't it? Remind some of the people in your life of that, yeah? Give' em a hug, a kiss, a compliment if nothing else, and enjoy the world we live in.