Hoyt asks, "What's your favorite book ever? If you can't limit it to one, feel free to list more."
Kurt Vonnegut (RIP) is the only favorite author I've ever had. He was one of few American soldiers to survive the firebombing of Dresden and had a very interesting, albeit often tragic, life. Although Slaughterhouse Five and Breakfast of Champions are probably his most famous works, my favorite Vonnegut novel is Galapagos, Vonnegut's first book after attempting suicide. If you enjoy a nice cup of satire with a few spoonfuls of absurdity, history, or science fiction, I wholly recommend his entire catalog.
Erik, who needs to get his blog back up already, asks, "How many people could blackmail you with embarrassing pictures right now other than Mr. Ville?"
Well, Erik, since pretty much every picture of me taken between ages 7 - 24 is embarrassing, I narrowed it down to how many people could successfully blackmail me - i.e., people I would actually pay to keep their photos to themselves. The answer to that question is 1. There is one person who has (or did have, at one time) a collection of photos that are pretty damn embarrassing. Needless to say, I hope he never reads this blog post... or, if he does, I hope he isn't interested in blackmailing me (at least, not for money, anyway, because I don't have any).
Creepy McFP asks, "My testosterone level (which was never high to begin with) has been dropping steadily over the last few months. It's gotten to the point where it's almost painful for me to hear a V-8 engine or to see an ad for a Bruce Willis movie. What can I possibly do to stop this rapid acceleration into Estrogenville?!? Help me Jenny, you're my only hope!"
Well, Creepy McFP, normally I'd recommend spending a week with my husband (which is guaranteed to make women more appealing to ANY human being). However, in this case, I'd say that sometimes you have to stop trying to be something you aren't, and just accept yourself for what you are - a flaming, flamboyant homosexual who freaking LOVES the cock.
Barring that, just stop taking those estrogen supplements.
And lastly, Jackie asks, "Why do you hate The Replacements? Me and St Paul were hanging out the other night and he was perplexed as to why you didn't dig the 'Mats. I tried to explain that maybe you just hadn't listened to them enough or something but he was inconsoleable...or however the fuck you spell that. So what gives?"
I was a little bit confused by this line of questioning, since I don't actually hate The Replacements. In fact, I like them so much, I taught myself how to play "If Only You Were Lonely"...poorly.
And if that's hate, then dammit, I don't WANT to love them. ;D
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Saturday January 19th at 11:32am from Jenny +
Aaaughhh! That is awesome!! When are you gonna add the vocals?!? Also, hit me up w/ those chords if you wanna :)
BTW- My question came about during a long and exhaustive night of drinking a (ahem) few beers...so forgive me for questioning your deep love and devotion to The Mats. Amen.
No worries, Jacks. I forgive you... it's all beer's fault anyway. :D
And I'd love to send you the chords, except I, uh... don't know what chords those are, really. Hell, they might not even BE chords for all I know. I never was any good at reading notes or chords or any of that stuff; I have to do everything note by note. :\
I'll figure it out though. Just sit tight.
Entertaining.
Oh, man, I miss Vonnegut. I was lucky to have seen him in person about twenty years ago. I still haven't read Galapagos, and I'll have to get to that one soon. Great guitar video!
Me too, Hoyt. I'm officially jealous that you got to see him, too! But you gotta read Galapagos; it's great. God Bless You Mr. Rosewater is a close second.
One of my friends hwas having a three-way with Creepy McFP's then-wife and mom a few years back and he walked in and caught them. He just hung his head and said "I know the drill" and had a pitcher of mojitos waiting for them when they were finished.
Oh, snap! Dayum, CJ. lol