The Green Bastard

I'm in LA today, which is like a weird little oasis after being in Kansas and Cleveland for the better part of a week. I was just sitting in a public internet-type area checking some emails amongst a group of business men. I have decided that 'crunch time' is the worst phrase in the English language. I am loving the blue coconut program (check it) that lets you download music from people's shared music folders on the interweb. It's a revolution in theft, and also a really interesting way of getting to know someone. The guy across from me is really into Andrew Lloyd Webber and learning how to speak French. His wife likes 2Pac. In the time it took me to check my email I downloaded a Frank Sinatra record and Springsteen's greatest hits. What a bizarre place. Speaking of...I saw this in a truck stop in Utah the other day. I'm not really sure why I didn't buy it. I think, sociological interest aside, that I was just really afraid of it.