My Hand And Weird Al ...

So you remember that cut that I said I made into my hand with that old box cutter I found?

Well that's a picture of it.

I was fairly nervous today at work and it was just a nonstop barrage of people and angry customers and toothless Okies and apparently during all this post Christmas madness I managed to scratch my scar open.

Now it hurts and stings like a son of a bitch.

And you know what?

I love it.

I love it because I hate myself and I deserve to feel this pain. I just act funny and cocky to hide the fact that I just absolutely hate myself. And this pain on my hand is my punishment.

I hate myself for feeling like this about myself.

So THAT is why I am currently watching the awesome Weird Al comedy special on dvd to try and defuse my depressed anti-Steve feelings...

I don't think that it's working.

Cool shit, though. Funny as hell.

Seriously! I've seen him live four or five times now and each and every time it was absolutely amazing. I can't believe I loved him when I was like 8 and here I am watching him rock ass with my kids next to me, you know? Amazing stuff.

And did you know that his legendary cult film UHF was filmed entirely in Tulsa, Oklahoma?

I take that as fate.

Fuck the haters!

Mr. Steve can't be stopped!