Kevin N. Murphy

Borderline baby, borderline. You glance and I’ll look away. I’ll smile and you’ll fake it. But in the end we’re both afraid. This is not in reference to romance.

Que drum solo.

Summer has arrived. So have The Mighty Water Drops. Oh yea, that means pool party time. I love pools. I love playing in the water. Especially on Saturday afternoons at TESTPLUGS. Speaking of, I think I’ll do that this weekend. I’m bringing a bigger torpedo. Water toys are awesome. So are cannonballs.

Flesh Fest at the merry Moore’s was a hit. Pool was full. Full of wet white boys that is. I’m glad the sun went down I would of lost all my paleness if it had stayed out.

This summer it is my ever so important goal to always be ready for water fun. I also am going to dig the biggest moat I’ve ever seen around a huge castle at the beach. I mean HUGE. Like so-and-so’s head. You know who I’m talking about.

There will be some more media up soon. I’ve run into disk quota issues with the host. They’ll be resolved soon though. CJ, El-Nino are both comin’ at ya’. Dem sucka’s is funny.

You cannot move away from yourself. Work it out.

I started skating again. Good exercise. My legs are very very weak.

I like rambling. Writing weary’s me. If I could slip it in under your nose though, I would smirk.