Leave it to beaver...

Late night posts are usually full of random drunken discoveries lodged in the middle of a dance floor, promises to get former presidential candiates to help you kick your coke habit and taser your career-killing abilities, and pre-unconscious tales of your shaolin-chain-smoking building manager warning you to watch your shit because a shady female... GHOST has been floating through your apartment door for the past couple of months (more on that in a future post).

And I say, "Eff that." You know what you want... you've had enough dick. Time for some box. Enjoy.


Belated "best of" 2006 lists reviewed tomorrow... stay awake until then and learn how to make meth to keep you busy.