Heaven? What about the people who don’t believe in heaven but do think they will go there? Totally sweet and totally appropriate punishment.
…cause I just ate. So there’s this organization in Colorado called “Focus on the Family.” I don’t know a whole lot about them, but I think they’re some sort of fascist(!) anti-homosexual, anti-immigrant, anti-all things good… except sexual relations between a willing husband and wife. That should be chalked into the good column, and I […]
i am ready to go home, but i thought that the brettlog should know. i am totally redy to go. i will work out. i will run for a half an hour, lift weights until i get bored (10 minutes) do crunches, and swim until I am tired (20 minutes, if that). Then back to […]
when someone is driving drunk and kills someone, we do not put them in the middle of the road and run them over.
so. i guess i owe some explanations. its been quite a while. well, i would have been more descriptive about a few certain points, but no matter. Today is the 4th of December. The 23rd of November, ten days ago now, Jumpsuit, the Its, and the Safes all played at the Beat Kitchen and it […]
here’s something somewhat appropriate. When my family isn’t busy pretending to be Irish, they can be found pretending to be German, or so I think. Anyhow, apparently my name, “Brett”, is a German word that means “plank.” So that’s something. Also, in English, plank is a close synonym of “board,” which brings us nicely to […]
soo its been awhile. i wonder if the fact that I have not added anything new to the brettlog explains why my google ranking has dropped from whatever it was to whatever it is. i used to be like, third or so, which is awesome because.. well I don’t know. Actually its weird that google […]
i think the only reason the music i am listening to is at all relevent is.. well, if its relevent. for example, if tonight was some crazy night that in fact did open up my eyes, then maybe it would be interesting to know that i am listening to that song. but maybe thats the […]
so here’s what really sucks about travelling. When you have to take a day off work because you aren’t feeling well, you have to stay in a crappy city where you dont know anyone and you don thave a doctor, etc. Anyhow, it sucks. Total suck factory. Suck=Sick=Suck. Anyhow, the other problem with my getting […]
that was breakfast from last sunday. it was delicious. nevermind the crooked painting.