2012 urrrrrrp!

Oh, where the hell am I? Your beloved correspondent Bingo is not completely conscious this fine fine morning. Beautiful, isn’t it? I wouldn’t know. It seems that some people somewhere out there in the world have invented this thing called ‘mixed six pack’ and it is filled with wondrous delights of the liquid kind. Who put the light out? Who turned it back on? Why is there a small skunk living in my mouth hole? Ohhhhhhh.

Fun And Games – Killing Joke
Yeah it’s all fun and games until someone gets hurt… well it was all fun and games and stories and cheese and a very large fire but I don’t remember much else. I know that there is some hurting going on this morning.

Hungover – King Curtis
Exactly how do you describe a hangover? A head like a brick and a small skunk living in your mouth? The need to sleep when the last thing in the world you want to do is sleep? A day making up for all the stuff you did, and didn’t, do they day before? Reading with one eye for hours on end? All of these things? I’d really like to know how you describe a hangover… bingo@spinbridge.com

The Clean Up – Amon Tobin
Oh sweet goblin will the torture never end. I got a pound pound poundin’ going on and I still have to clean up the mess. It is Monday, right? Oh hell, I’ve got a meeting in a couple of hours. Oh and a vid needs to be cut. And website design. It seems that the clean up for an afternoon’s frivolity is more than physical. Much more.

Liquor, Beer & Wine – The Reverend Horton Heat
Ugh. You know the culprits. Can’t type.

Tomorrow’s A New Day – Crabby Appleton
First day back and I don’t even make it to the news, what kind of crapola is that? I did make it to the TV and let the news peepholes shout at me for a few minutes. Congrats Barney Frank, sorry I don’t have the wherewithal to write you a nice note. Love is all you need. And two aspirins.

The Daily Soundtrack will be back tomorrow with actual social commentary or whatever you consider it to be. Urrrp.