Matt

This is an on-going soliloquy....I believe if women ran the world, I'd have more free time. My hands get really wrinkled in the shower. I don't understand why illegal immigration isn't illegal. I realize my lawn desperately needs to be mowed. I think there are people who have bastardized the term "Texas Music". I can't seem to get my sideburns even. I dig Jagerbombs. I don't think George Bush hates black people. I prefer to sleep in on Sundays. I always lather and rinse, but never repeat. I believe the song is more sacred than the singer. If there is only one slice of pizza left, you can have it. I think you should plan for your future, but don't be hopelessly distracted by it. I have an aversion to sushi. I think minimalistic manscaping is acceptable. I believe you should always say what you mean and follow through. I think the nape and the sacrum are extremely sexy. I believe if I had it to do all over again, I'd be really, really tired. I believe you should have the courage of your convictions and be your own person but always allow yourself to be affected. I prefer football on tv and baseball at the park. I'm afraid very few people 'get' me. I know its only rock & roll but I like it. I drive too fast and I type too slow. I say the words "Hip", "Cat" and "Groovy" more than is needed. I believe we are here to build and not to destroy. I hate indian-givers. No wait. I take that back. I sleep with the tv on. I will be neither cog nor spring in the marrow sucking machine known as the music industry, which subjugates the masses with juvenile hooks and thinly veiled vocal tricks, hypnotizing them until their artistic tastes are lost to the four corners of the Earth leaving each to follow, unwittingly, the corporate trends like so many lemmings. I know that somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.