So, I've noticed something recently. Guess what that is. Do it, I'll give you time.
Did you guess yet? Don't lie, you just kept on reading--where's the fun in that? Okay, fine but since you didn't guess I'm not taking you out for ice cream. Your loss.
Anyway, as I was saying: I noticed something. And that something is that the members of Half Past Two are terrible... at updating our blog! True story. The history lays beyond this post. But good news! That's changing here and now. Back in my Guilty Parties days I used to update our blog once a week and since they're dead and we're not I figured I'd bring that tradition to HP2!
Now, what will this weekly blog post entail? My guess is news updates, talk of new material, funny stories, typos and probably a whole lot of stupid things extending from my finger tips into your brain case. I have a feeling these will mostly come late night or in class so get used to tangents because when this baby hits 88mph you're going to see some serious shit!
So lets start this update with a little news:
What's going on with HP2? Well, lets start with out most recent show, shall we? First off thanks to everyone who came out and saw us, we were on first and it's always difficult being the being the opening act, but you guys that were there danced and made us feel welcome. Second, those of you at our last couple of shows may have noticed that we busted out a new, untitled song. I personally think it's pretty sweet and so far the reactions have been good. We've got some more new stuff on the way (despite Dave's rumored [according to Lindsey] writer's block) that from what I've heard in demos is pretty damn awesome.
Speaking of awesome! We're playing on July 31st at the OC Fair! Now, I've never been to the OC Fair because I'm not from OC so I never got the invite in the mail. Of course I've recently been informed that it's not an invite-only affair so the past 25 years I've lived in Southern California and not gone are all for naught. I'm not bitter... except I am. Either way, I'll be making up for the past 25 years by rocking out with Half Past Two on the Action Sports Arena opening for The Skeletones this July 31st at an undisclosed time! ('ll let you guys know when I find out, don't worry!).
And with that being the end off the news that I have noting more to offer. Nothing relevant anyway! So for the sake of my own personal entertainment while I sit through this developmental psych class, I bring you: Classroom Observations!
We're two hours into class and I kind of stopped listening while I was blogging (see the sacrifices I make for you?) but I've noticed that none other than Bilbo Baggins himself (from my previous blog) has moved on to bothering other women in class after he got the cold shoulder from that girl last week. He got shut down not once, not twice, but three times last class session and he's moved on to the girl who asks questions that have just been answered! I think they make a great pair because while he's chatting her up she's not talking so it's a win for everyone! Was that mean? Sorry, I get cranky in the morning.
Ohh lesson of the day from the professor: No Cop, No Stop. She also hates parking meters. I like her attitude! I'm totally with her. Parking meters are dumb. I don't carry change with me, man! And when I do, I have pennies! Why don't vending machines and parking meters take pennies?! They're not too small, they all take dimes! Pennies are a totally valid form of currency! I mean, you throw a penny in a wishing well and it's still going to do just as much as a quarter. What am I going to do with all these pennies? My wallet weighs 37lbs! It's causing my pants to fall off! I'm so not happy right now!
Okay, this post was stupid but I'm not about to proofread and prune so you'll read it and you'll like it! Or, if you hated it you probably didn't make it this far. So... that's it!
-Anthony (Maybe this weekly blog wasn't the best idea, be prepared for the worst!)
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I can't wait to read more about Bilbos mis-adventures.
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