"GIVE INTO WHAT YOU CANNOT FIGHT" Jess is almost at the end of the first week in the new job and seems to be enjoying it. She is a bona fide journalist now and works in a Russian grain silo. She also gets cuter by the day. I'm a lucky SOB. We still have Michael and John, the painters/builders/fix it guys in and thanks to their speedy work the flat looks awesome. They took down a wall and opened up the spiral staircase. The hall looks massive now. Everything is winter white apart from the metal beams which are now back to their original black glory. I am starting to enjoy living here a lot more now that it looks like ours. Next week they start ripping out the upstairs. We have the room for Johnny pretty much sorted now. Just have to add a few gasmasks and maybe a barrel of diesel to make him happy. The clock is ticking and he should be here from Oz in the next couple of months. That will make life interesting... More interesting I should say. Everything is running ahead pretty smoothly at the moment. I am snowed under but happy. The magazine project Dog Tower is being enthusiastically embraced by all concerned. I have arranged to hook up with a Japanese punk band the next time they are in town - more details on the new MP3 blog - and spend a portion on the day talking to American publishers getting permission to include excerpts in the first issue. Still waiting to hear back on a few interview pieces. It's all good. Chipping away at the content for the new Moviedrome site. Just this week I got another three emails asking me questions about the series. Makes sense to empty that part of my brain in one place. What else? My new facial hair is as METAL as it gets. Must get a new camera... Long weekend coming up so I need to start making fun plans with Jess. The only way I could get happier is to fall into a vat of Gaul potion that made me invincible to Roman attack. I have to get back to killing off an annoying heroine that I left tied up in the back of her car. Behave. Mike is blogging to: The Stereo

GMAIL UPDATE I think I will be switching to Gmail at the end of the week... So far it kicks the arses of any other service I have used. If you want to get used to the new address try contacting me at: mikesizemore@gmail.com I'll leave the old address active for a few months but once I make the final move on Friday it will be better if you all update your address books. I will of course be sending a bunch of emails out. Back to work... Mike is blogging to: Balzac

STEAL MUSIC ELSEWHERE The MP3s are now here. Twill be updated daily. You may go. Mike is blogging to: The Stereo

NORMAL SERVICE will be resumed shortly... Mike is blogging to: STUFF

HOLY FUCK 2 Jess is a feminist! Mike is blogging to: Excuse 17

HOLY FUCK Duncan has Typhoid! "Well, at least I don�t have the flu." Mike is blogging to: Excuse 17

STEAL MUSIC 4 We won't be online much this weekend as we have Doc coming to stay with us. We can be reached at the back of the Crobar probably singing from under a table. In the meantime I leave you with some country (kind of) One: I See A Darkness - Johnny Cash Maybe the best Cash song ever. Will Oldham aka Bonnie Prince Billy wrote the song but Cash made it his own. But sometimes this opposition, comes rising up in me This terrible imposition, comes blacking through my mind And then I see a darkness... Devastating song. Two: If you want country renditions of AC/DC (and who doesn't) then The Hayseed Dixies are well worth tracking down but for my money the single best Accy Daccy cover is this: U Shook Me All Night Long - Barney Bentall Enjoy! Mike is blogging to: Patton

YOU AND I HAVE UNFINISHED BUSINESS Well - that was a blast. More than lived up to the expectations created by the first part and David Carradine owned the movie. Go see it then we can talk about it. I want to get all Silent Flute and A Fistfull of Dollars with someone. Mike is blogging to: The Violators

DO YOU HAVE TO PAY EXCESS BAGGAGE ON THOSE? It seems more than one person reading this blog the other day was a tad annoyed that I dare post a pic of an American coffin when it so goes against the wishes of the American Government. Hmmm. Once you've stopped jerking off over the pics of our beloved dead princess you can have a look at not one but 361 photos of dead idiots being unloaded off planes. I have visions of families standing near those airport carousels waiting for their son or daughter to hit the conveyor belts. "Don't worry Crystal. I asked the army to wrap a flag around Jim Bob's box so we'd recogonise it..." "DOH!" PS Don't throw my love of Diana back at me. That was sarcasm. I'm glad she's dead too. Mike is blogging to: the Kill Bill soundtrack

STEAL MUSIC 3 One: Muffin Spencer not only has the best name in the world but she is also the sister of Jon Spencer (Blues Explosion, Boss Hog, Pussy Galore) and has a hell of a band. Brassy get described as 'funky punk hip hop' kind of like The Beastie Boys would sound if they were being fucked by Elastica or something... all that pigeon holing is annoying. Download the song, see if you like it (you will) and then go grab the album: Work It Out - Brassy Two: This is awesome. Logan's Sanctuary is Roger Manning Jr (Jellyfish, Moog Cookbook) and Brian Reitzell (Red Kross, Virgin Suicides) doing the full soundtrack to a sequel to seventies sci fi movie Logan's Run that was never made: "It is the twenty-third century. Logan's world is no more. The survivors of the Domed City found their way to a new life...they found their way to Sanctuary. A place where new ways could mingle with the old, where pleasure could be found in entirely new ways. But the creators of Carrousel, the architects of Renewal, had already seen to it that a new life would not be possible. They had inserted a lethal chromosomal biotech agent into each and every pre-born in the Domed City, a biological time bomb that insured that no one born there would live past the age of forty. When Logan and the elders of Sanctuary become gravely ill, they pin their hopes on Ian, another former Sandman to find a cure beyond the outskirts of Sanctuary. According to legend, the insane cortico-computer matrix of the Domed City known as YHWH had created an antidote found only in a highly synthesized strain of silver fruit that was rumored to exist somewhere on the planet's surface......" You can see why I like them. And the fact that they named their hero Ian... inspired. This is the only vocal track on the album and serves as a theme tune to a movie that is better than most Hollywood crap and the fact that the thing never existed only makes it better: Search for Tomorrow - Logan's Sanctuary Mike is blogging to: Consolidated

RSS FEED FUCKED Cheers for the heads up, Freon! *Takes look at RSS feed* This looks delicate. I'll need one of the larger hammers... *Swearing feed begins* Fuck *Undead feed begins* I'm gonna try not to come back. I'll try not to *RSS feed smells like bacon* It's people. RSS is made out of people! *Looks at RSS Manual* It's a cookbook! ETC ETC ETC Mike is blogging to: whatever Warren tells me to listen to

A BIG BAG OF DICKS This is too too cool A whole gallery of Philip K. Dick covers Happy clicking Mike is blogging to: Avail

GMAIL UPDATE I've already got email coming in and love the way the thing organises stuff into conversations. Pretty cool. If you are one of the people who has only heard the anti gmail side of the argument then this is well worth a read: The Fuss About Gmail and Privacy: Nine Reasons Why It's Bogus Mike is blogging to: Avail

G SPOT TORNADO I have a new gmail account. I'll still be using the old sizemore@freeuk.com until I'm satisfied that the thing works properly and that all the scare stories about the service are just that. Feel free to email me at: mikesizemore@gmail.com I'll let you know how it works out. Also: Some of you will have gotten an email about this. If you didn't and think you should then drop me a line. And then there is this. I'm going to be busy. Mike is blogging to: The Breeders

LONDON CALLING AGAIN A good day for free music. Hot on the heels of the Grey Album comes another innnnteresting mash-up/bootleg project that was originally posted as a collaborative challenge to DJs in February. The goal: Take one track from the Clash's "London Calling," and "remix it, add to it, subtract from it - put your own tributary spin on it." The result is "London Booted" - 19 tracks (plus a few bonus extras) of eclectically reinterpreted Clash... London Booted (via Boing Boing) Mike is blogging to: the bloody obvious

STEAL MUSIC 2 'Antisocial' seemed to go down well yesterday. It's been suggested that I should put up two songs per day with contrasting themes. Too much like hard work. How about I just put up two songs a day and leave it at that? Good. Here you go then: The Ballad of Hank McCain - Mike Patton and John Zorn No doubt I'll be posting more stuff by Patton and Zorn as I am a huge fanboy when it comes to these guys. This is a nice and accessible track for the uninitiated. Avenues & Alleyways (The Protectors Vocal Theme) - Tony Christie One of the best theme tunes to a television show ever. The Protectors was always patchy at best but with music like this who cared about the dodgy plots and wooden acting? In the avenues and alleyways Where a man's got to work out which side he's on Any way he chooses Chances are he loses No one gets to live too long... Splendid. More tomorrow. Mike is blogging to: the sound of a wall being torn down

WE ROCK LIKE GIRLS DON'T I yawned like cats do Mike is blogging to: Therapy?

JOIN THE ARMY See the world Wake up dead, in a pinewood bed, six feet from the rest of your life... Mike is blogging to: Rework

CREATIVITY? WE'LL SOON STAMP THAT OUT Well this is depressing. A creative writing student in a prison in Connecticut won $25,000. The prison authorities were so overjoyed that she was actually being creative while serving her sentence that they decided to show their support by erasing the hard drives that contained not only her work but the work of her classmates. Full story (via Boing Boing). Mike is blogging to: Rework

STEAL MUSIC Tonight we are off to see We Rock Like Girls Don't. Can't go wrong with a name like that. I've decided to add some music to Visible Monsters. Once a day I'll add a new MP3 for you guys to download or just laugh at. The idea is that every tune will stay up for seven days before being rotated off. After that anything you miss and are interested in listening to I can always email. I'll try and make it an odd mix and not just the VIKING METAL that I usually listen to. Let's start with something French. Many moons ago there was a French band named Trust who came and went without much of a fanfare. Then Anthrax covered one of their songs, 'Antisocial', and for a while they were popular enough to reform and go back on the road. Fuck knows where they are now. Probably dead from a lifetime of absinthe and garlic but here is the track that was covered but in all its original foreign glory: TRUST - Antisocial Just right click the above link and SAVE TARGET AS and welcome to the wonderful world of piracy (I have no idea what you do if you are using a GAY MAC - maybe do some light dusting and ensure your over designed paperweight is positioned at a jaunty angle?). Mike is blogging to: The Murmurs

FIGHT! FIGHT! FIGHT! I just found this and although its old news now it made me laugh so I thought I'd post it. Michael Moore's follow up to Bowling for Columbine is at the moment called Fahrenheit 9/11. I say at the moment because it may have to change if Ray Bradbury gets his way: "Author Ray Bradbury thinks Michael Moore's title will confuse people with his classic sci-fi novel Fahrenheit 451 and he wants Moore to change it. "He can't have my title," said Bradbury. "We've got an important film coming out [Fahrenheit 451], the book's having its 50th anniversary in October. If he wants his movie to be an homage to me, why not title it, 'Bradbury, where the hell are you now that we need you?'" Sweet. Mike is blogging to: The Moog Cookbook

ALL GOOD THINGS... Mike is blogging to: Zappa

CROSS POLLINATION My hand eye co-ordination is still a little off so here is something from somewhere else: OPEN NAPKIN FEED Morning from Glasgay. Boag is still asleep. Somewhere in the house a girl is giggling while someone else does things to her. Last night we went to see two bands. Boag will tell you who they were. One was ok and the the other was excellent. We ended up at the after gig party of one of the bands where I immediately went straight to bed while Boag and Jess poured water over my head and sprayed me with pherimones. I remember eating the largest filafel in the world and sharing chips with drunken scotts. Somewhere during the night I lost my phone. This was after texting some of you. I tried to call some of you too but either my ears or my eyes or my hands or my phone or perhaps all of the above had ceased to function by then. I remember Cartman telling me secrets about the jews. And we also watched Happy Gilmore. Beatallica was also in the house. I think I rather like Glasgow... The girl just surfaced and waved at me. Jess also seems awake. I think we are about to hunt our breakfast... CLOSE NAPKIN FEED Breakfast was a packet of crisps. Mike is blogging to: Turbonegro

00.59 Just over seven hours until the train takes us away from here. It's going to be a long night... Mike is blogging to: NO THING

SHUDDER Mike is blogging to: the undying wails of the uneducated

NORTH Ok. We are off to Scotland via Lancashire. See you when we get back. Mike is blogging to: an impending sense of doom

BLOOD This may well be THE most informative thing I have EVER seen: Period movie "A woman's period is when blood from inside her body comes out from an opening between her legs." It has the same feel to it as the beginning of Last House on the Left. And the inclusion of the little girl with downs syndrome just makes it unfuckable with. If you laugh at any part of this you will go to hell. PS. Someone needs to take the dialogue and remix it into an ABBA song or something. Mike is blogging to: not a lot

BLAME RUDY RUCKER Once again sleep is one step ahead of me. I actually typed 'Slep' is one step ahead of me so either I'm channeling Beckett or a little more tired than I thought. I tried reading some of the short stories in Gnarl by Rudy Rucker to send me to sleep but all that happened was the left side of my brain woke the right side up and the next thing I knew I was scrambling around for a piece of paper and thinking how good a cup of coffee would be about now. My head is full of ideas and I have to empty them into the laptop before dawn gets fingered by rosie. I guess I'll sleep on the train. Mike is blogging to: the hum of gadgets large and small

ID I've had a few conversations lately about 'increased security' since the American sheep herders decided to fingerprint all the poor bastards that decided the US would be an interesting place to visit. As an aside to that argument I just found this piece that not only sums up why national ID cards are a bad idea but also points out how they would make a country less secure. Only a blind man would disagree with that... Fuck. Berlin it is then. Mike is blogging to: Germanic Rock

FRONT BOTTOM? This is an amazing insight into the American female mind. What do you call your daughter's vagina? 573 comments and no one came up with axe wound? Mike is blogging to: Rollins Band

BIG RETARDED BROTHER Interesting article written for a Houston newspaper about my old home borough of Wandsworth: Day after day, and sometimes late into the night, Felix Codrington watches the people of Wandsworth. The 48-year-old is one of three local government officials charged with monitoring the 567 cameras that scan the streets and other public areas of the London borough. Not that helped me when that fucker pulled a knife on me last year. The piece is full of interesting facts about how much we are filmed by CCTV and exactly what the ones doing the watching think: "If you're not breaking the law, then you have nothing to hide, right?" Ahh if only everyone had the intellect of that wanker we'd all be living in a utopia. I'm off to Berlin. Mike is blogging to: Black Flag

FROM WHEN NINJA TURTLES WERE COOL Ha. Just got email from someone I haven't spoken to in years. It put a big smile on my face. I'm glad I didn't post anything detrimental about Burscough now. That brought a few memories back... As did rewatching old episodes of The Twilight Zone. "It's a cookbook!" Now I'm all nostalgic. Mike is blogging to: Ozzy

FRENCH AS FUCK Doesn't get better than this really: Immortel Floating pyramids, nose clips and the best line I've heard in a trailer this year: The power to procreate with gods There's a bunch of trailer options here - check out the super hi res trailer if your machine is up to it. It's directed by Enki Bilal who seems to be in the enviable position of bringing his own comic work to the screen Turns out he also did some work on The Keep - one of my all time fave botched movies... Mike is blogging to: The Gossip

REMEMBER ME So tomorrow we are heading North for a few days. I am not sure if they have electricity and am slightly worried that the laptop may get us burnt as witches or perhaps just stabbed with stanley knives. Anyway. I am leaving you in the good hands of my fellow bloggers. I just read through the entries linked under the Blog Roll on the right and found this kind of thing going on: "Tomorrow, I will be wearing the shoes of a dead man. Literally. To his funeral." "for it is spring, when a young woman's fancy turns to bikinis." "Have you ever noticed how no one is allowed to refer to Concorde in the plural?" "the result of a dream the artist had that Kermit the Frog was in her house, hanging out and doing origami." "Mills and Boon romances have been adapted into manga form in Japan. No word on whether they added some schoolgirls getting raped by tree roots." "OK - so there's this Red-Dog - & this Blue-Dog, & they like - love pooh!" "They have all the social skills of a weasel with paintstripper daubed on its nipples, and they're mad as arseholes" "You'd think for a music-related thing, it'd have a less awkward-wounding name" "Something about seeing a breast from the bottom that is just so damn sexy." "I usually put my make up on, on the tube. You can't put your make up on when strap hanging - take my word for it, it's impossible." "I have discovered a weakness in the work-from-home plan. That weakness is in the next room. It is called "toaster". It may have to die." "My roommate is ugly and anal. When she is not home I rub my naked dirty crotch all over this stupid bear her borfriend got her. She sleeps with it everynight." "Anu and I make a mini-movie about a pigeon" "Lots of things, including excessive masturbation, self mutiliation, premature ejaculation and falling into a drunken stupor" "While watching TV, I saw a commercial for a new reality show called "The Swan." The show's premise is to take 16 "ugly ducklings," give them each 250,000 dollars worth of plastic surgery, then take the prettiest ones from the group, and have them compete in a beauty pageant. What the fuck is wrong with our society that these women would allow themselves to participate in something like this? Who the fuck are these creators that can call these women "ugly?"" ""We are hunting Americans like pigs" -- A chat with Taliban leader Mullah Omar" "Saw Hellboy last night and very, very much enjoyed it. It was like a Mike Mignola comic, only you could see everyone's feet." "She's not shallow, she's just pretty and thin." "It's Taiwanese, I doesn't seem to have any purpose and it's weird." "I have been proposed to and have gracefully* accepted. *If sourly mumbling 'possibly' whilst greedily chewing on Danish liquorice can be considered graceful behaviour" "Uncle is an elephant - although he could just as well have been anything else - who is fabulously rich and rides about on a traction engine. His house is surrounded by a moat and includes one hundred skyscrapers. There are haunted towers and a shop where a bicycle costs a half-penny and another in which a broken mouse-trap is priced at five hundred pounds. Transport is by water chute, Iift and switchback railway. Uncle and his friends, a very odd lot, have a perpetual feud with the Badfort Crowd and there are exciting battles conducted in a most unconventional way and with no permanent casualties" "A life long dream is to meet Bill Cosby. But really- seeing him and watching him tell wonderful stories is just as good. I can not wait. I'm giddy. Sincerely giddy" "In 1989, I was on this thing called SeaTrek, that sailed out of Florida" That lot should keep you more than occupied until I return with tales of pies the size of dragons and hive like intellects revolving around the need for flowery wallpaper. Mike is blogging to: Consolidated

NO WONDER ASDA NAMED THEIR CLOTHES AFTER HIM You can go to George says and use the interface to make your own little presidential cartoons. My effort for what it's worth: Via The Presurfer. Mike is blogging to: whatever Jess is listening to

FASTER PASTOR I was researching something else when I came across Paul Sinclair and his sidecar hearse: A bike can be used for pleasure, but it can also be used for a purpose. Mine was used for the greatest purpose of all - for my FireBlade was on a Mission from God! Read the biography section of his website to learn how this all began with a Clint Eastwood fixation... Mike is blogging to: Chicks on Speed

CAPTURING THE FRIEDMANS The whole thing is a fucking HOAX. You just wait and see. Mike is blogging to: Zappa

WHO STOLE MY Zzzzzzzzzzz? I did try and sleep. I didn't even drink that much coffee today. I'm going to be fucked tomorrow. Busy day ahead if I'm able to keep my eyes open... Mike is blogging to: nothing

FUNNY IF IT WASN'T TRUE Right Wing Eye Mike is blogging to: Beatallica

I WANT TO CHOKE YOUR BAND This is funny as fuck. Take the most laywer clad music in the world and take the piss out of both: BEATALLICA Download both albums and remember Hey, dude-it'z true not sad Take a thrash song and make it better Remembah! That metal iz in your heart Then you can start to be a fretter Mike is blogging to: A Garage Dayz Night

JEWEL EYE Jannemiek Sonneveld, 27, turns her left eye to show the latest thing in body fashion, the Jewel Eye, in her hometown Driebergen, the Netherlands April 7, 2004. The eye jewel, made of platinum and available in the shape of a heart, a star or circle, is implanted under the cornea of the eye and is not visible unless the eye is turned. The procedure costs 500 euros. Full Story Mike is blogging to: Japanese noise

Last night was Le Tigre at the Astoria. Due to a mix up with TIME we left late and managed to get there early. I know. It confused us too. Ten quid for 4 drinks. Astounding. Anyhex - we weren't there for the alcohol. Truth be told we were there for Kaito: I discovered them after Warren posted a link to one of their songs a few months back. Great little set - in fact I thought they were MUCH better than Erase Errata. I'll try and see them at the Barfly on the 21st too. First time I'd seen them live and they owned the Astoria stage. They must be shockingly good in a small venue. So I 'got' Erase Errata but I'm not sure I enjoyed them. They only seemed to kick in after 4 songs and watching the vocalist run around between the drum kit and the front of the stage was annoying. As was the Oko Ono cover. Ick. Le Tigre however were much better than when we saw them last year. The set seemed shorter, the band was tighter and the 'uniforms' made them look less like Thunderbirds puppets. Not a bad song played all night and the new ones sounded great too. Came home to find John Carpenter, George Romero and David Cronenberg on the TV. Glad to hear someone spout on about the brilliance of Shivers besides myself for once. I just got the new double DVD release of Day of the Dead too. Been a good week for movies. Jess got this brilliant Herzog/Kinski boxset which is beautifully packaged and FOP are selling Alex Cox' Three Businessmen for three quid. Great movie. No fucker ever saw it in the first place and now its been left to rot in bargain bins. Fucking shame. Idle Type is fudge-like and full of linky goodness today. I won't type all the links out. Just go there and clink on EVERYTHING you see. I wasted most of the day on those pages. The Random Shirts link is especially rewarding for a t shirt junkie like me. Finally sorted out the train tickets. Of course as soon as I have a ticket for my hometown within reach I turn on the TV and see Phoenix Nights and scream. Not looking forward to that. Upside is that I'll get to see Stu (tried to email you today mate but it bounced back to me!) who I haven't seen in way too long and then we are off to Glasgow to see Boag on his home turf. Got to find more coffee while my download of Hellboy finishes. Who in their right mind is prepared to wait until September? The terrorists could have gassed us all by then. Mike is blogging to: Soundtrack of Our Lives (Who I don't really like but they act like the best kind of elevator musak when typing)

LE TIGRE

MORE SKIN The Telegraph article was published today. It's a nice overview of the project and there are some nice photos of some of the 'words' including mine. I don't see it archived anywhere on the Telegraph's site so if it doesn't appear online in the next few days I'll scan it and stick it up here somewhere. I am described as being a "large affable man". There's a first. It's a step up from fat sarcastic fuck though :) Mike is blogging to: nothing

KIDNAPPER'S TERRIFY... BLACK MAMBA'S KILL! We had a blast last night. Free booze and surrealists are always a good mix. French punks who came over to London in the seventies and forgot to leave, rampant facial hair, chatting to a guy who used to hang with Sid Vicious leading Jess to say that Alex Cox' Sid and Nancy was a load of old bollocks to which he replied "Oh, I'm on the credits of that thing, I did all the set dressing..." Brilliant. Turns out he was up at six every morning doing graffiti on all the buildings and interiors, trying to remember which bands were around in 1975. 15 of us squeezed into this tiny Vietnamese place afterwards where I got talking to a guy working on an animated movie with Dave McKean and Neil Gaiman. Apparently the trailer for their movie may be running ahead of Hellboy here in the UK. We got back way too late to begin watching Fitzcarraldo but I turned the TV on and there was Klaus Kinski's skull like snarl waiting for me. A cup of coffee and Venom. Perfect end to an evening. Susan George bit on the lips by a killer snake, Oliver Reed with a shotgun and awesome dialogue, "Move it, or I'll put my foot through your stomach!", Sarah Mills looking helpless and Kinski with a fantastic death scene in which not only does he get repeatedly bitten by a black mamba, he also gets caught up in a large net curtain and then shot by police snipers whose weapon of choice seems to be the M-16. And the whole thing was filmed on our doorstep. IMDB Trivia: Klaus Kinski took his role in this movie over an offer to appear in Raiders of the Lost Ark because he was offered more money. Tobe Hopper quit because of "creative differences". The DOP also quit for the same reason after ten days of shooting. Replacement director Piers Haggard thought the Black Mamba was the nicest person on the set. Tomorrow I get to see zombies again. Life is good. Mike is blogging to: Logan's Sanctuary

GO Got my dates mixed up. The book launch is tonight. Also came a step closer to sorting out the dates for the trip to the north. Couple more emails and phonecalls to make. Started planning out the work we want to do on the flat too. Busy busy. Monday we are off to see Le Tigre. Just found out that Kaito and Erase Errata are supporting so that should be a lot of fun. Go to Kaito's site and download the track 'Go'. If they are as good live as I'm hoping then we'll probably go see them on Tuesday too. Mike is blogging to: Air America Radio

MOONBASE ALPHA IS RECRUITING Google have a cool job on offer. No word yet if you get an Eagle to runaround in. I have many worries about Batman Begins - mostly to do with casting - but the new Batmobile looks pretty sweet: 12 months before something similar is available as an SUV in L.A.? I know one guy who could have done with one: More chargrilled Americans can be found here. Mike is blogging to: AC/DC

KENNY, PHIL AND PARIS Three from grouphug.us: I went to a Kenny Rogers concert and he was throwing frisbees into the audience. He only threw the frisbees to the women, so I was pissed off I didn't get one. I don't know why. I only went to the concert to hear him sing The Dukes Of Hazzard theme song, and he didn't even sing that. That show was such a rip off. I wish that Dr. Phil would kill himself. That would really fuck up the Dr. Phil crowd. I'm a guy, 32, and I find Paris Hilton sexy in 2 unusual ways. 1st, she has incredibly sexy, big feet! She wears size 10 shoes, and that, along with her looong toes, makes me want to bust a nut. To kiss, suck, and lick her awesome feet (especially between her toes) would make me climax without touching my self. 2nd, if she had a penis, I'd marry her on the spot! Mike is blogging to: "I'd like to tear his New York fucking guts out!"