To the motherfucker who stole Kriston's iPod: as the man once said, bub, you just signed your own death warrant. Huge, huge mistake. This ain't rapping. This is street hop.

Last night's flophouse party was the worst yet, which was unfortunate, given that we were celebrating birthdays for Catherine, Kriston & Becks. However, a larger proportion of right-wingers than usual, and in the near future you may hear about an interesting collaboration with some of them.