A sincere appology

I have to appologize for my misdirected attack on the spiders the other night. I was wrong for blackening their name. It was not in fact spiders that attacked me but their evil predecessors the fleas. I think it was they who attacked me and not only once, but three times now. I have done an inspection of the bed and couch and cat but have found no charlies but I know they are there, lurking, waiting for me to take off my socks or shirt. I took drastic measures and slept in my sleeping bag last night. Its fortunate that Kate is away for the week so she does not have to witness the nightly bloodshed brought on by these sinister creatures who feed on my blood and pain.
Kate should have made juice before she left too because there is no juice left and waking up after a hard night of being eaten would be much more consoling with a tall glass of grape drink.

There is an awesome new reality show coming out. I hate all those shows but this one is actually a great idea. I dont know why people hadnt thought of it up until now. Its a no smoking show and the smoker who holds out the longest wins 250 K. I cant wait to see crabby people bitch each other out and just sit on the couch jonesing for a smoke.

My old bandmates have a video out. I am interested to hear what anybody thinks of it. I am refraining from comenting until a later date. Check it out here http://www.inflightsafety.ca/main.html