I guess not.
Well then, by all means, let's begin. It's not winter until I slip on a patch of ice and hurt m'self, and now I am proud to say IT'S WINTER! HOORAY!! LET'S ALL GO OUTSIDE AND PLAY, ONLY YOU GO AHEAD WHILE I STAY INSIDE WITH A BUM KNEE, OKAY? This year I was done in by a rogue patch of ice masquerading as a puddle of water. There was water on top, I swear. But below, there was nothing but pain. Left foot hits it, I slide forward, grab vainly at a snowbank for non-existent support, and DOWN GOES
Ended up dragging my right knee along the concrete behind the puddle, ripping it up right nicely and putting a hole in my jeans. Plus my hand was cold because it plunged into the snowbank. Excellent. This terrific episode was also marked with a splitting migraine, as I woke up from last night's acid fluxfest feeling extremely hungover. That's the Insult to Injury hangover, really, because I didn't even get the luxury of a night of heavy drinking beforehand. Dammit. Damn you stomach. Looks like it's time to start the Prilosec again.
Oh, ok, enough bitching, here's the other cover song site that's great. It's the Hill Valley Preservation Society which may or may not still exist, and I'm leaning towards the "may not" given the Cosell twins gloom-n-doom on their intro page. But their music lives on with downloadable goodness, and they really got their chops down something fierce. Their Price is Right medley is amazing, and the entirety of their "Erased... From Existence" EP is very well done. Bonus points for a driving 3... 2... 1... Contact! cover as well.
And so to celebrate I got a new avatar. Oh, Kate Monday, how we loved you.