Ouch!

Ahoy!

I’m Brad and I am the drummist in These Four Walls. about 10 seconds ago I accidentally stabbed myself in the thumb with a kitchen knife and now I’m trying not to get blood on the keyboard. Stranger still, this happened while sitting at my desk  at work. I should probably write this in the ‘Accident Log’ but that’s for squares man!

Thats right, I just had a go at the ’squares.’ You should know that I won’t be pulling any punches in this blog – nobody’s safe, not squares, geeks, nerds, train enthusiasts, part-time warehouse assitants, CHUDs or mole-people.  Tell that to the P.C. Police! I’m not saying anything about the Chinese though, those guys know Karate!

Some people say I look like Jesus. I guess I’m kind of like Christian Slater to Jesus’ Jack Nicholson – because I often get accused of impersonating him and looking stoned. It’s funny how the closer you get to looking like a homeless person, the more likely you are to be compared to the son of God.

Good, now my thumb has dried up I can hit the spacebar with gay abandon (as opposed to heterosexual restraint.) But I’ve run out of things to say.  Maybe another self-administered stab will get the old brain ticking again, boost the adrenaline…..
wait…..
no….
nothing.
I think I’ll go now.