Someone says that the Atari's originally wrote that song. Did they sing about boys on the beach? That's amazing. I'm listening to DJ Sammy's techno remix of this song, and it sounds incredible. I've been balancing out my normal mix of meWithoutyou, underoath, as cities burn and alkaline trio with some new and improved trance/rave/techno.

See, music affects the mood that you're in. When one listens to the emo genre, something like soft taking back sunday, or coldplay, then the design that comes out during those wee hours of the morning, is settle and almost makes you depressed just looking at it!

Lets take post-hardcore / hardcore. Listen to music such as Norma Jean, in reverant fear, even shitty local bands like torn apart by horses. Then try to design. You use so much grunge you may as well color the page black and put some blood red text on it. Geez.

Nowadays, I have started a new design company with a righteous designer whom lives RIGHT DOWN THE ROAD! Together, we're called CreativeStasis. Therefor, in order to be able to create such sites as ours, Safe Harbor PRESBYTERIAN CHURCH, Florida Interior Designers, and favorable rave clubs, one must listen to the futuristic/settled out music. And really ladies, it works.

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I know it has been a terribly long while since I've updated this, or any other journal for that fact, but I do not apologize. I live on my own out in Baton Rouge, Louisiana now, and life is full of surprises. My gorgeous lady, Ms. Stevie, and I are doing fabulous. Brady, the outstanding drummer/new-to-bmx-because-i-dont-put-my-bike-down roommate, couldn't be any kewler.

Speaking of BMX, I have to purchase a new bike, and I'm looking at a WeThePeople frame with a MSHBKS setup. Anyone think thats good/bad?

The new column BETTER begin to come out soon! I'm getting frustrated because of all this designwork I have to do in order to pay the bills, thus not allowing me to work on my column. Screw time!

Shit. Time. I have to go. Jesus loves you.


P.S. - Jesus is the name of my cat, who shits everywhere and rips up everything within three feet of the floor. Jesus is also a girl cat. A Thexy one at that.