Bye Bye, Old Funnsylvania...

Hello, whatever comes next. We should all know something by Monday.

Soon, These Posts Will Not Have Titles

A couple things to get off my chest before I head briefly up to Jew Dork City:

1. Here's a question I'm asked all the time:

This band you talk about, "The Christs"... are they really just you?

I have two answers for that. The first, official answer, is that there's no such thing as the Christs. They're a bogeyman, a myth put out there to denigrate the Italian people. The unofficial, off-the-record answer is that I have no fucking idea what you're talking about.

2. Here's a nearly-witty retort I will probably never have cause to utter:

Poet Laureate? Yeah, more like, Poet Liar-eate!

All right, see ya when I see ya, fuckwads.