An Ode to Nathan

I originally rewrote the lyrics of Pearl Jam's "Where oh Where Could my Baby be?" into "Where oh Where could Nathan be?" because he hasn't followed his own rule of posting every single day. However, I forgot one little thing. Pearl Jam wrote that particular ditty to be a love song. In the end, even though my rewrite was completely different.... it still came across as homoerotic. Which was unintended to say the least.

So you won't be seeing it today. And I am going to bash my head against a wall repeatedly until I am too braindead to remember what it said. Needless to say, this will create a lot of blood and the wall will surely be covered with grey matter. That being said, I will be selling tickets to the "Cow Brain Bashing" event, tickets going at 50 bucks a pop. I'll need some form of funds to keep me provided for once I'm a vegetable.

Come one, come all!

Moral of the post, though: Hurry up and post, Nathan! Before I have to insert insults into my vocabulary. I may be forced to rewrite even more songs. A horrifying notion, surely. So post and spare everybody the pain.

Remember folks, 50 bucks!

~Cow