number three gabilliam truther

big g-friend

I am not a member of the satanic cult called the Illuminati. 

Sorry for the void in entries the past couple days, but Mike’s last one was so damn entertaining I figured no one would want to read a boring one from me. But none the less, true to form, here I am, delivering yet another snore-inducing segment. I hope everyone is enjoying the new episode of TAI TV, it’s one of my personal favorites. The things we do backstage… Most of the footage was too scintilating to put up on the web, though like footage DID manage to snag Paris Hilton a career… 

We played Seattle’s Bumbershoot Festival yesterday. A time we had, and oh, what a time it was. After the show we drove down to Portland where one of the newest, coolest, hippest rocknroll hotels exists. It’s called the Jupiter, and last time we were here Travis from Gym Class Heroes and I wrote a song called “Naked Peek-a-boo”. That should give you a pretty good idea as to what kind of night we’re going to have this evening. What kind of saucy, seductive-bordering-on-sinful escapades will we bestow upon this place 9 hours from now? As a wise man once said, Only Time Will Tell. For now, I’m going to pour myself yet another cup of tea, apply some honey, and drink my vocal chords into submissive ecstacy. Yeah, That’s what I’ll do. 

Someone sent me this video of Pete Wentz performing. This is so amazing.