This is gonna be quick, since we’ve got all the critters from higher up the corporate foodchain coming in tonight. I have to mention something I saw on my way in to work tonight: as I was pulling up to a stop sign, I noticed the car in front of me had a license plate holder which read “Badass boys have badass toys”. I laughed pretty hard, because declaring yourself to be a badass automatically removes you from consideration as such. If you truly are “badass”, you don’t need (or even want) to advertise. It’s just self-evident. Also, the car in question was a sky-blue Geo Metro – not exactly the most badass ride on the street. So, no points awarded on either count.
Also, I’ve started working on steb’s tape, which got me thinking (always dangerous) about the nature of “punk”, and what that term might actually mean at this late date. I haven’t got time to go into it right now, but perhaps later, or tomorrow, or maybe I’ll just blow it off. I’d be curious to hear what y’all think, though. (Let's try not to make this into a Maximum Rock & Roll -type arguement, please.)
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