First an update on my friend Fred. Besides trying to touch random vehicles he also is a rapper and has his own album. And to my own surprise I'm a little excited about it. I have no idea what he is saying in his songs and I think they took some of the beats from hit songs, but I'm still oddly impressed with Fred. I found out this information when we were eating tacos at some little dive, and he was in love with our waitress, so he gave her his card and introduced himself as a rapper. My first thought was, "Smoooooth." Saying you're a rapper, even if you're terrible, is still an improvement over saying you do auditing for gas stations. My second thought was wondering if that makes me a part of his crew? I hope I get to pick out the gang colors if I am...I have a lot of blue shirts so it will probably be centered around that. Anyway click here to hear Fred spit hot fire.
Today i spent a lot of time in a car day dreaming when I decided that my problem with writing is that I'm really good at thinking up titles but not good at writing a story that goes along with them. Today I thought of the book title, "The Truth About Mustard." It sounds pretty artsy, I'd probably never read that book, but still I really like the title. So I started trying to think of a story that would go along with the title and all I came up with was something about Ketchup spreading dirty lies in a smear campaign against mustard...it is pretty riveting.
Then I thought of a good song title, "No Postage Necessary." Pretty good right? But then I quickly realized that "necessary" is a really hard word to rhyme. May be I should ask Fred?
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