So folks.....I'm back in Lansing. I would normally dedicate any second to painting or buffing out zinc plates with ink.....but tonight....things are different. It's one of those nights where I'm just gonna hang out by myself...read a whole lot....eat about 4 portions of just stuffing/mashed potatoes/gravy and green been casserole, and just do nothing but enjoy finding new music, cleaning my room, and silence.
It is called "The night of a thousand Braks" tonight. No one is home, all is quiet, and I can be as loud as I want. Plus Beeb needs a manicure and pedicure because I found out why she's always scratching the glass mirror late at night. (because her claws are too long and she's trying to file them down) Scientific doctor stuff.....sigh...I know....some people say "gosh Anthony...how are you so smart?" to which I reply with, "I know.....sometimes I feel that the burdens of life are always weighing down my shoulders and I'm left to solve man kinds problems" (If you say it in Brak's Dad's voice it sounds really funny. But if you don't watch the BRak Show (UH HUMMMMM ((clearing of the throat)) then you have no idea what I'm talking about.
So......I'm sure I'll be writing much tonight since I ain't got shit to do for the rest of the day.......I think it's time to re organize the 8 records I have....."not alphabetically........not.." someday I want shelves full of records like this....but good ones.
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