Happy Labor Day weekend ST’ers!  Hopefully everbody gets to have some fun and sun and bbq and all that shit before the cold, grim, merciless hands of fall and winter are upon us.  That’s right…cold and grim and merciless hands.  Sounds kind of forboding doesn’t it?  Well, good…it’s supposed to be.  Summer is over.  There is no reason to try and pretend that it’s still kicking around.  It’s as dead as Val Kilmer’s career; as lifeless as some of you so called ST’ers who no longer post.  See, I used to be one of those people who was like “Oh!  Summer’s not over until September 21!  Viva bbq and pool time!  Hooray for ice cold pissy beer and coolers!  Board shorts and bikinis!  Woohoo!”  Not anymore.  Call me cynical, call me slumpy, call me a bore but I just feel like we should apply the old bandaid analogy to summer…just rip it off, why prolong it?  This is not to say I won’t enjoy whatever good weather we get this weekend but after this I say bring on the snow, the cold, the wind!  Dark mornings and early nightfall!  Doom metal and dark beers!  Winter coats!  Boots!  Faded tans that turn into pale ghostlike skin!  Maybe I am the only one who is actually welcoming the end of this year’s mighty summer?  Maybe these are the ramblings of a madman?  Maybe this is a poorly written post composed at work that is greatly influenced by boredom and fatigue and fried rice? You decide for yourself, dear reader but one thing I know for sure is that the bright summer sun is not long for this world so enjoy it while you can…

Man, don’t know what happened in that post above but that’s some weird shit to be writing.  Forgive me for that, kinda lost track of myself there for a sec.  Sometimes that happens…like I get on these rants and then I black out and wake up with my pants tied around my head and random pills in one pocket and a pack of Salem 100′s in the other.  It’s weird, trust me.  Anyways…so Hank Williams III is on tour right now.  I would highly recommend you go check it out if he comes through your town at some point this fall.  For fans of country music, whiskey, depression, good times, drug abuse, bad times, women and well…you get the picture.  If you don’t like it you’re probably no fun anyways so there.  I personally have never seen him live but everyone I know that has attended one of his shows (Sleepy Blair!) has had nothing but stellar shit to report.  That being said, I will be in attendance at the 9:30 club in good ol Washington DC on Sunday in order to see the man himself.  As always, with any show I go to, if you’re in town gimme a holler.  Again, I know none of you are around but still, the offer stands.  Surprise me one of these days.  We’ll drink some mash and talk  some trash and paint this town brown, inside and out.  Wait, what?  Forget that.  Just go check out Hank if ya can. 

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