Animal

I have a headache. It's the second one I have had this week. They are such a pain for me because they don't go away unless I smother it by taking a large dose of ibuprofen. These headaches start in my neck and then move into the back of my head where it throbs... And throbs. And they get worse as time goes on. They have gotten so bad that they have made me physically ill. I should be taking care of this throbbing head instead of writing.

I have modified this skin on the website. I have forgotten what a pain in the rear it is to code html. I added the picture of "me" at the top of the sidebar, as well as a link to email me. I really need to change the colors soon, but I don't understand all that color coding garbage in the html code.

Speaking of garbage, I added another link to the page. Garbage is one of my favorite recording artists. They have a formula that can't lose: a diva plus three producers. The music as well is a perfect bland of pop, rock, punk, industrial, and techno. It is certainly a sound that can please the masses as well as the freaks. I have loved them since their inception in 1995. If you don't like them, well that's your perogative.

Ok, so I'm a drummer. Hence, the photograph of Animal. He is a wild maniac, modeled after the Who's Keith Moon. Uncontrolled, manic, and instantly likeable. In my early musical days, I was as wild as animal on the drums. After playing half my life, I consider myself more controlled and refined. I no longer break equipment, which is good, since all that gear is rather expensive.

Animal is the epitome of raw musical emotion and energy.