Dave Dranx

Everything is fantesticle.

I will soon be lost in a world of cows carrying axes that are trying to cut my head off. Hell yes.

Starting up this new recording studio. Shits off the hook. The studio is mobile which makes it fucking YESS! Check it, Civic Spittin' Sessions. Hell yeah



More to come.

Reoccuring themes with reoccuring dreams

Sitting around in my basement. You, you, you and you are hanging out. What else could I ask for a great night. You make a move. After how many times it's been said, talked about, joked about, you're still an animal. Remember the incident with the scene? Yeah I do. She told me everything about it the next day. The day you hung out you told me how to get girls. Why did you even talk about that.... With utter jealousy I sit there and don't say anything because I thought friends respected one another. Gifted to a man is a slug. That gift was re-wrapped in gift wrap. Paper back stock.

I read the clock. 11:32.

I have to mow the lawn. Fuck

FFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFFUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU

Sometimes I have heartburn.

My view points of life are skewed. A 44 year old women confirmed it when she told me she's married, has a daughter, and of course has a boyfriend. Whhaaaa?!

Farfetch'd. Farfetch'd. Farfetch'd.

My friend, she's tough. My other friend, a quilting buff. Fuck off

Listening to nuggets talk about sixth grade binders. What the fuck...

I need an escape rope. Where is that blue cartridge?

"Oh my god I just took your next facebook photo!!"
"oh my god let me see!!"

reallY what the fuck.

I need to get trashed and learn to knit with z-boys. Way to swiggle it Heath Ledger. Iceing on the cake but I still got no cake.

That possum still needs to eat

What an interesting slew of events. Nothing.

I've been quite anxious for the past week. I think I know why and I know I shouldn't let it. Poison! Damnit.
Maybe not anxious. Gah I can't even think.

Just get in the bag. I'll take you to places you couldn't even dream about. I'll show you everything you've always wanted to see and more.

Tha sounded lame. Excuse my lameness. Excusez mon français. Bull.

This girl is poison

And I can't get enough.

So sweet

I love the movements.

Spread The Love Itch

The right heel is destroyed. My first real bruisesd heal. Ow. It's flowering out, red, black. Blossomed to perfection worn on a saddle. Ponet notch. Stop child, what's is that sound by chance? Lose it in the heart of Hotel California.

I still have wicked bad noms! Fix em Martha

Swab The Deck!

Been a while budday! I owe ya one. That was really the best time I've had since I could remember. Giggling by the pool. Showing you still can have a sweet time even though you're surrounded by thirteen year old girls. Now to fully understand Kay Kay And His Weathered Underground.

Om nom nom.

Kilimanjaro.

P.S - Don't forgot to spread the love. See ya in the future dude man guy.