Josef is designing, illustrating and delivering the groceries at 138 beats per minute.

Two Weeks.

This album has been dominating the iPOD for the past few days. Trendy, maybe, give a crap, NO. The delete is tired and must sleep, untill next time, COURAGE.

I’m out, you can keep my quarter.

Well, after paying too much attention and money to hockey this season, I’ve been  “rewarded” with a repeat of last year’s stanley cup finals. Which for me is about as exciting as another addition to the “Weekend at Bernie’s” franchise. When its all said and done, all of this is pretty irrelevant minus the epiphany that the delete dabbling in any sort of “jock type” activity makes for a mighty uncomfortable and disappointing scenario. At the previous employer my interest in hockey was seen as odd as most other sports trumped any speak of hockey, which played pretty well into my Helen Keller inspired social life in that office, not to mention I realized that I had what is commonly known in the music world as “creative differences”, but I guess what I’m trying to say is… that they can have their sports back. I’ll retire to my art/design/music/etc. cave and hand in my proverbial foam finger. If Mr. Kroenke is reading this, could you return some of the money from the pile of bills that I left with you apparently to waste on this season’s hockey outings? That is all for now. Until the next time, courage.

The Hairstyle that inspired a deleted migration.

One of the many pieces in the douche-waffle puzzle that lead to the deleted’s migration north. It was worth it to save my family and I from this horrid trend of hair-do-ed-ness. eegad, I don’t miss the pointy-shoed neighborhoods and folks that I used to rub elbows with on a daily basis. In other news, I’ve assembled a crib and am now counting down the arrival of the girl whom will fight the good deleted fight, my daughter…to be continued in August, or maybe before.

Dark Night of the Soul.

A recent visit to becauseweliketo.com, a quite fetching and informative blog I might add,  brought me to an NPR First Listen of the album “Dark Night of the Soul“, which includes two of my staples of creative-bran, Sparklehorse and David Lynch. As mentioned on BWLT, the album might not be released, which would be not so good. The delete will cross his fingers, toes and his unborn daughter’s digits in hopes that this is not true.

Roy.

Not sure if this will help much, but looks as if the Lanche are trying to recall all of the powers from the past to help them out of a slump. Not sure what Mr. Patrick’s coaching is like, but apparently his sons can throw down.  At least he’d make a mean after game interview….to be continued. *Update: The higher ups at Avalanche headquaters have thought it best to keep the losing in the family and promote folks from the inside. Probably better for their financial situation, but I wonder how many fans, myself included, will be keeping a tighter hold on their hockey money with moves like this. Lets see how this franchise mutates with “bold” moves like this.

Transparencies.

Today is the anniversary of one delete and his now wife travelling to Jamaica and returning married sparking the birth of domestic Josef. Hard to believe, right? Since the transfer of Beendeleted headquarters to Montana, the delete is much happier. I believe it to be the distance from the  transparent folks that once was a daily routine. A mighty happy wave goodbye to the land of fauxhawks, pointy shoes and that whole scene. I’ll keep my plastic with my groceries. I’d best finish up the prep for the work day. Until next time, courage.

Enjoy yourself, its later than you think.

A place that you’ve might have already found, but if for some reason you haven’t, check out www.awkwardfamilyphotos.com. You’ll thank me for it.

The myth is real, lets eat.

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