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An Elvis fan has catalogued his jumpsuits as per date and type worn. From the Adonis Suit to the White Way Down Suit. It has it all.

My hard drive died last night at around 10:30 PM. Dead. I’ve managed to save some data but unfortunately some things like emails, design, and personal projects may have been lost forever. So that being said, eveything else is going motherfucking swimmingly. Update: Through the help of both my room-mate and upstairs neighbour I was able to recover most of my data. Big ups to them.

Two websites with similar content. Trashy pulp comics and novels from the 50’s. Fun.
The biography of Eric and friends.

Get married over the internet. Granted, it’s not legally binding in any way shape or form but that doesn’t make it any less fun. C’mon everyone, lets go destroy the sanctity of marriage. Don’t worry this website also provides virtual divorce services as well. So who wants to marry me? Don’t let me pass you by.

If my current career path doesn’t pan out, it’s good to know that I have something to fall back on.

The Group Hug website provides a forum for people to anonymously confess to whatever the hell they please. Whether it be unrequited love, murderous instincts, or just completely mundane. I’m completely transparent so there’s no need for me to write anything on there but it is interesting from a voyeuristic point-of-view. Check it out. Here’s an example of one the confessions on the site. Riveting.

i found a pair of sunglasses on the street and said i’d post a note there so that the owner might retrieve them. i never posted the note. and i don’t even care about the sunglasses - they’re currently gathering dust. i was just that lazy.

Usually I don’t post anything as morbid as this on here but I found this website to be interesting nonetheless. On this website are transcripts from the black box recordings from aircraft which have crashed and killed most people on board. Some of them even contain audio files of the last words of the pilots. Creepy. Update: It just occurred this is probably not the best thing to be posting if you are traveling to Vegas with someone who is squeamish around planes.

My friend The Folk Singer forwarded me this interesting article about the science of making perfect toast. Science?! Yes, science. At first I thought it was bullshit but after I read the article it seemed to make sense. It involves a number of factors: the temperature of the butter and toast, the thickness of the slab of butter and the consistency of the toast. Wow! Who knew breakfast could be so scientific!

This formula will either make perfect toast or explain the meaning of life. Probably both.

When a metal chick issues a fake personal ad almost anything can happen. See the responses here.

I’m a metal dude with long hair and tats who loves to party at all hour of
the night. i am 6′4” 210# long (to my ass) hair, played in sf bands for 13
years. i have 5 ozzy tats and 2 dio tats. what can i say, i luv sabbath. new
in la , saw your add for more info and photo pleez wright back. we need to
hook up and get shitfaced. did i mention i’m hung like tommy lee?

That’s a pretty tough act to follow. Let’s see. I don’t have long hair to my ass. No tattoos because I’m too indecisive. Maybe I’ll get one in Vegas. I don’t play in bands because most aren’t privy to the words, “I have full creative control. Just play what I tell you”. I do like Sabbath though - but only up until Sabbath Bloody Sabbath.