Resisting the urge to order crap on amazon...

I gotta remind myself that the void is still there after all the other crap I brought, so the new albums, toys, books, and totally-authentic-ninja-stars-just-like-what-they-use-in-actual-Japanese-schools aren't gonna help fill it.

But then I stumble across a drum kit...I'm overdue a mid-life crisis and I'm stoned too often for a sports car, so I might be in a dad-band before long, doing awful covers of Foreigner songs filled with old-man-grunting intermissions