All this micro-pressing has distracted me from my other duties

It's been like a year since I've google-stalked my 9th grade telephone boyfriend. He crossed my mind today -- surely a sign of my awesome psychic spidey powers -- according to his myspace page on September 30th his CD will be released. That's like -- Saturday.

Check out that photo -- what a bitchin' aura -- I can't believe I never even held his hand!

I totally dropped the ball on this one -- my people could have worked with his people and we could have synced up the No Tell Books release with bryan senatore -- the name of his CD. It could have been huge.

Why don't poets name their books after themselves?

It seems to work for the musicians.