Happy Birthday, Jush

• I'm sure all of you read Higginbotham's comment on my last post, because I am confident in the idea that all of you are slavishly devoted to every minute detail of Curtains For You, Kid. I'll include here again, though, in the interest of being thorough:

" I thought your spirit animal was a Lisa Frank style dolphin." (She may be right.)

Not content with the artistically-limiting commentary form, S. Higginslax sent me a series of e-mails backing up her suspicion with photographic evidence. I thank her for this, because I think that old Higginbliggin senses that I'm running out of ideas. First, she provided a picture of the kind of dolphins she's talking about. (Weirdly, there are two of them. Perhaps one could be "The Devil" and the other could be "Himself.") Included also was a surveillance photo of my bedroom that she had somehow gained access to. As valuable as all of this is, I'm not sure that Higginblatt has seriously considered the logistics of a water tank in Enormasaurus's proposed animatronic stage show. I mean, willing suspension of disbelief only goes so far. Everybody would be like, "playing the bass guitar underwater would totally electrocute those dolphins."

• If I was a drug dealer, I'd put my product in Nike SB shoelace pouches, as to better appeal to rich hipster shoe dorks.

• I like it when shit that I like hangs out together. Anybody who has ever been to my apartment knows that I like to read magazines. I read tons of them, because they are disposable, and information is presented in the "textbyte" (did I just make up a word?) format that I find to be the most easily digestible. Two of the main ones I read are Wired, which is weird because I rarely know what they're talking about, and GQ, which is ironic because I'm such a poor slob. I'm like a homeless guy reading the duPont Registry. Anyway. A guy I'm a huge fan of, Paul Pope, has a Transformers illustration in the new Wired, and like a travel piece in the new GQ, located right before The Style Guy, my favorite monthly feature, and a scant thirty-nine pages before the article on Lil Wayne.

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I Was Holding Out for Ten Votes

• I don't have a lot for today in the way of links to random bullshit, because every day these days is a grindstone. I'm sure you can relate. I mean. I got some stuff. Like, Apelad and his LOL Cats are cracking me up lately. (Says Skritch: "Old comic is oooooold.")

• A while back, me and Mike the George started making weird little songs together as Enormasaurus - you might remember that "Makin' It Rain" joint featuring Jush from way back. But even before that we had made this sketch of a song that we both got tired of working on before we ever finished it. We did manage to get the Rai Chile - who, by the way, has made a triumphant return to Grupthink in recent hours - to lay down some vocals on the chorus. But then today I had another verse for it written, and it had been long enough since we messed with it, so we put everything together. I have to say, I think that, in terms of scope and musicality, it's the best song we've made so far. Here it is: "Insurance" by Enormasaurus, the world's greatest make-believe band. (What do you think?)

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• I'm trying to get a post up today before the bottom falls out the sky. Things outside are looking rough, ladies and gentlemen. I been hearing about hail, man.

• The boy Jush came up yesterday on a solo surprise mission. Some Radocasting ensued despite vicious intermittent accordion attacks. (We also saw a guy get straight punched in the balls. The incident literally stopped traffic.)

• In related news: y'all heard about Pacman Jones, right? And all that nonsense he got himself into at a titty bar? Well. Luckily, Enormasaurus, the world's greatest make-believe band, got together last night and recorded an a capella interpretation of the incident. Kind of. Here it is. It rules.

• From the "In Case You Missed It" File: Byron Crawford, who may well be the hardest working man on the internet, keeps a little stash house of those mercurial items that show up and then get promptly deleted from the internets. That Joe Rogan VS Carlos Mencia thing? He's got you! You need to hear that new Guns 'N Roses joint? Say no more, man.

• Some news for the FancyNerds out there: the fine folks over at Inkstuds put up a Jamie Hernandez interview not too long ago.

• There is, as always, more to come. But not today. It's going to rain real hard and I have a ton of work to do.

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