As this is the first post, I feel like I should have something all-encompassing, cerebral, to say, but really, I don't. I feel like I should give my thanks to my fans, Raging Stallion for setting this up for me, my ass, but really, I don't. Not that I'm trying to be ungrateful or disrespectful. I guess I'm just hangover. Or tired. Or emotionally disturbed.
To get back to business, I guess I should say that I'm horny, getting my hair cut in an hour, and am go-go dancing over at the Slide tonight at High Life/Low Life for my friend Daniel Nardiccio. For all of you out in New York Shitty, come visit me. I'll be the guy in the rhinestoned "Cory" jock strap.
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