DRUMMER'S RANT

I will try and update this page once every month with a brand spanking new rant crammed full of crap I know you love reading. Sit back, open up a cold beer, eat some chips, clog your arteries and enjoy the sarcastic jargon you are about to embark upon reading...

November 5th, 2001.

I blame the crappiness of this rant on the downturn in our economy. I spent a year and a half climbing up the steep, wobbly corporate ladder of the plagued Sam the Record Man, and suddenly I'm out of a job, handing out my resume. Although the response has been good and optimism is high, I'm FUCKIN pissed off at the fact that I was going to buy Coltrane 'Live at Birdland' and I forgot before the company went to the shitters.

Anyway, I guess I will have a little bit more time to play frisbee before it gets cold, and make more pita sandwiches with hummos and taheena. I recommend if you've never tried. Take it easy-peace