Night Train

I don't think anything puts me in a good mood faster than old Guns 'n Roses music from back when we weren't quite sure if Axl was a complete farking psycho. I mean, I had an idea, but I was willing to give him the Tortured Genius free pass. Not so much anymore, basically he's been relegated to Too Stupid To Take Advantage of a Good Thing status. But for awhile there, total lightning in a bottle. Appetite For Destruction is up there at the top of the list of Greatest Albums of All Time. I'd have to think about which other ones I'd add to the list, maybe The Joshua Tree, but that's just off the top of my head. I'll have to revisit this topic at some point

Anyhow.

The ghetto sled is now fixed. No more Big Pimpin for Mikey. I can actually leave the house now, which is a great thing. Having been stuck in the house with no car for the past several days has really sucked. I've watched enough tv to know that whoever came up with the Geico and Vehix.com commercials are the spawn of Satan and should be eliminated with extreme prejudice in the most painful method possible. Good grief. What horribly annoying ads. Whatever happened to great ads like the Nissan commercial with GI Joe and Barbie, with Eddie and Dave providing the soundtrack? At least the Super Bowl is this weekend. So I got that going for me, which is nice.