Surrender to the Sound

We went to church this morning. Anna's dad preached. They anointed someone.
I'm wearing "Euro Style" brief thingies in a turqoisey bluey huey.
Anna and I just ate some pizza, and then she did the dishes while I cleaned out the refrigerator.
I just found out that Maylene & the Sons of Disaster are dropping off of their tour with Emery before they get to Franklin, Indiana. I'm depressed.
My contacts feel kind of dry.
Anna has managed to teach Chief to beg like a dog. It's not like this was much of a trick. Mostly she just started giving Chief food every time we were eating. So now whenever we eat he comes to the table and whines really loudly until she gives him something.
The Rockies won today. But they lost yesterday. I believe that combined with the Giant's loss today, those two teams are again tied for the NL wild card lead. It's nice to have a competitive team.
The Broncos won't be competitive. They should fire McDaniels right now.
Have merely seen previews for the movies "Transformers II" and "G.I. Joe" I have decided that a simple test to determine whether or not you should be permitted to procreate would be this: did you or did you not enjoy said movies?
I got Anna some new headphones the other day because Chief chewed through the cord on her good ones. I tried them out. They sound nice, but I still prefer these headphones I got in the Calvin bookstore five or so years ago.
Project 86 is currently blasting through said headphones.
"Somehow I lost my way and now it's clear to me. All that I fought so hard to keep is all I had to leave."
We ate lunch with Anna's parents. Her mom fixed a tater-tot casserole. It had lots of veggies. She knows I hate veggies, so she said that I could pick them out. I did.
Go pick up a copy of "Picket Fence Cartel" by Project 86. You will be glad you did (unless of course you have horrible taste in music).
"How will we open the eyes of the dead when we are hollow? And all along here, I was told by fallen men in their charade that we could find a hope inside the safety of this empty place."
There's a mug on my desk. It's dirty. I think I had some OJ in it earlier. Maybe I should wash this mug.
The other day, Anna and I went to the mall with her sister. Anna got some new nose studs. She doesn't wear them very much though because they make her parents sad. This makes me sad because she looks super sexy with a nose stud in.
She'll probably punch me for saying that she looks sexy. My shoulders are still sore from her punching me for calling her cute earlier.
The Bills and the Titans are playing the Hall of Fame game right now. Both are wearing throwback jerseys. The Bills have the standing buffalo, and the Titans are actually wearing old Oilers jerseys. I have to say that the Bills owuld be so much cooler if they went back to the old standing buffalo. Heck, I think the Broncos should go back to the big D with the rearing snorting bronco and the orange jerseys. But maybe they should wait until after McDaniels is fired. I don't want the return of the orange awesomeness ruined by that douche.
Let me conclude with the closing of "Picket Fence Cartel"
"Who do I belong to?
Not Earth
Not World
Not Evil
Not mortals
Not wretches
Not horrors

Who do I belong to?
Unchanging
Unbreaking
Unfailing
Creator
Immortal
Eternal"