Iggy Pop is my idol. Of all the people that I worship (and it is a long list) he is the one I most revere. He is Zeus to all of my lesser gods.

Iggy Pop just turned sixty. That is weird to me. He is the guy who kind of defines youthful rebellion for me, yet he could practically be my grandpa. He celebrated his birthday by jumping of stage while playing a gig with the stooges. If that doesn’t make you feel better about getting older, then I don’t know what will. Also, he is that old and has a better body than most people ever will.

Anyway, I am done musing. The real reason for this post is that I just got a new cell phone, HOORAY. My phone number is the same, but I lost about 30 or so contacts. This is an urgent plea to everyone to text me their phone numbers, so I can start the rebuilding process. Thank you.

yeah. not much else to say. Hot Fuzz tuesday. If you wanna be hip to the movie that Tim, Emma and I will be quoting for the next 5 years then you should go out and see it.