Recently I've been just as stoked about NoFX's new album as seeing the show. This week, it finally arrived in the mail. It kicks ass! Still a little bit too preachy, but funny enough in its preachiness to make up for it. And to top off the awesomeness of the record, I got one of the yellow vinyl copies when I pre-ordered. Only 1000 printed. I rule!

By the time I got it in the mail, it was already worth 3 times on ebay than what I paid for it on the Fat Wreck website ( which is a great place to buy music). Record collectors are sick fucks.

Best line on the album: "They don't want visitors in Jesusland. They want life canned and bland in the fatherland." that or the introduction of the phrase "more fuckeder".

Man, its been weeks. I decided not to finish up the presidents thing for now. It, like all projects, is more fun to leave half finished. My major concern now is making sure I get tickets to see NoFX in August. If I dont get a ticket, I'm gonna move out in the woods and eat roots and berries. I may have to move to Florida. Then I could live out my days with the friendly florida crank heads and live off candy bars and blood bank cookies until I'm old enough to retire.