You want to talk about rock? Ok, we'll have a nice discussion about a band named The Juliana Theory. I just got to listen to 3 songs from their upcoming album, and let me tell you something, they rock. And not in the generic "rock" sense either, I mean, it's just some rad straight up rock! Do yourself a favor and listen to the new songs!

Too much information!
Seriosly, there is way too much info on the "net" right now, and not in a "yuck, I didn't want to hear that" kinda way (well, there's plenty of that too), but in more of a "whoa! this is way too much stuff to read/look at!", and it's all because of the amazing wonder that is E3! I think I'd happily trade my left leg just to go there, I mean c'mon, who wouldn't want to go and get a first look/play at the biggest games that are coming out? No one, that's who.

On a weirder note, I had a crazy dream last night. Somebody was getting married (I have no idea who), so Bordon, Mr. Tuff, Crazy Mel and myself were like, "uh-oh, we better find a new place to live!" So we went to Watertown, and moved into a house just like mine, except it was painted like it was dark all the time, with a bunch of shadows and such just painted everywhere, and there was a bar in the middle of my living room. Then Aaroschu appeared out of nowhere, and He and Mel we're like "We better get some supplies!" and they left. So then we we're sitting around and Mr. Tuff died, so Bordon, Maddog, Destroyer, Lenny (don't ask me where they came from) and myself decided to go to the abandoned mine to bury him, once we got there we had to run from some skeletons, and then we made it to the burial grounds. Then we had to take Mr. Tuff's stuff and arrange it around the room, so that the door would open. As we were doing that Lenny said "Oh great, now Bordon's dead too!" So then we took his skeleton and put it in a big bottle so that he wouldn't chase after us, and then we shrunk down the bottle for good measure, and arranged him with the other stuff, but that set off a trap in the to room we were in, and the whole mine started crumbling! So we ran up and down the stairs in the room we were in (the room was made off all dirt by the way), and then we pushed through the wall at the bottom of the stairs, fortunatly the dirt was all really soft so we had no problems there. We burst into the living room of our house, and Mel asked "Where have you guys been?" We told here the whole story, and she just laughed and said "What are you talking about? Bavis didn't die, he's sitting right there (the computer) putting up a blog!" And sure enough, he was. Then I woke up, the end.

My leg is broken...
Well, not really, I just can't sing, but Bordon once said that a singer without his voice is like a runner with a broken leg. Wise words there, I tell you what.

I'm a Counter Terrorist baby! Take the test and see what you are!

Being sick sucks. Ok, I'm done whining. Anyway, 'cause summer time is coming near, I would like to do the following:

1. Grill good food.
2. Play out in the rain.
3. Play rock music.
4. Play video games.
5. Ride my board down the hill to the playground where's everything's OK.
6. Enjoy the great outdoors.
7. Have a blazing bonfire.
8. Lay around in my hammock at Maddog's.
9. Build cabins in the woods.
10. Listen to rock music (that would include rock concerts and compact discs).
11. Sit around and do nothing.
12. Play G.I Joes, and have karate matches in the backyard where everything's all right.
13. Enjoy some quality frisbee golf.
14. Get a job.
15. Buy a guitar.
16. Sleep out under the stars.
17. See Star Wars: Attack Of The Clones as many times as I can afford.
18. And I guess I'll hold my breath too. After all, there is no harm in hoping for change.

I would like to add that I am not limited to doing only the afformentioned things, although I doubt I'll do much more then the things on the list.