the lion who shot back |
Indiscriminate babbling by a ginger with too many hands on his time and not enough time on his hands. Still formulating what types of filth flarn filth I'll be plaguing this corner of the internets with. Stay tuned, cheers. |
..Assuming this city was named after him of course. So we played our first show tonight in Columbus, Ohio (you ain’t missing much). Unbeknownst to me, OSU is in Columbus, not to mention we were playing right across the street from campus. I’d walked right into the heart of enemy territory. Performance dress code be damned! I rocked my gators shirt proudly.

if only I’d had more time to go squeeze one out on that….

part two of the search for the best stall artwork. Apparently the bar’s old sound tech’s name was Ratboy, and thats with an anarchy “a”, not a regular one ladies and gents, so you know he’s a badass.
P.S. And for those of you wondering, yes visiting Walmart is just as much an experience here as it is back home, if not better. I love switching sides and being the minority every once and a while. One question, how does one have a debit card and not know how to use it? Literally, no clue how to use it.
cashier: ”Would you like cash back?”
customer: “Cash back?! whats that? Aight, gimme 15 dollas.”
cashier: ”We can only do denominations of 20”
customer: “20 dollas!? I ain’t got no 20 dollars, aight gimme 20 dollas”
I love this job :)
ryan