An Email Exchange
So a friend of mine emails me this:
http://www.nationaldayofslayer.org/to which I reply
Official Statement on Participation
# Listen to Slayer at full blast in your car.
# Listen to Slayer at full blast in your home.
# Listen to Slayer at full blast at your place of employment.
# Listen to Slayer at full blast in any public place you prefer.
DO NOT use headphones! The objective of this day is for everyone within earshot to understand that it is the National Day of Slayer. National holidays in America aren't just about celebrating; they're about forcing it upon non-participants.
You know that's my birthday, right? I think everyone should blast Slayer all day and sing it at the top of their lungs, substituting my name where appropriate -- e.g., whenever they say "Devil", say "Red Bull". I'm going to blog that. Read my fucking blog, dammit. http://redbulldiary.blogspot.comSo listen to Slayer on my birthday and read my fucking blog, dammit. Tell your friends about this neat little page where I ramble self-importantly. I can be even be amusing and informative at times. So tell your mom to read my blog. Tell your co-workers to read my blog, or at least the ones into programming, technology, etymology, gaming, design, love, politics, religion, skepticism, horror, art, symbology, epistemology, hermeneutics, and other nonsense. Tell your trained monkeys, your handicapped cousins, and random strangers who wear shirts that read "127.0.0.1". Read my blog. Okay? And I promise to post more. April has been a long month.