As many of my close friends know I am the sole member of a band called "8 Guys from Naples" and I decieded that I should start publishing some of my music here. I'l; eventually get a round to create a site for the band, but in the time being here.

I just finished my take on Pinball Wizard.

PinballWizard.mp3

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Hubble Discovers Dark Spot on Uranus... Sorry I couldn't resist, I guess I am still just a 10 year old at heart. I digress this poor planet has been the butt of far too many attempts at humor so I will maintain a level of professionalism.

Is it any surprise that there's a dark spot on Uranus? Jupiter has a couple of huge cyclones raging on in there, so does Saturn. Both the planet's black spots are bigger than Uranus' anyway. Uranus is a gas giant, since there's going to be some wind going on there I'm not exactly shocked that huge cyclones have formed.

Enormous cyclones are just a side-effect of gas giants. I don't think it's anything to get excited about or news worthy.

Ok, so I've never claimed to be hip or "with it" but I just heard Brandon Davis' rant, I just don't get it.

Paris Hilton and Brandon Davis were club hopping in LA and Davis started ranting on Lindsay Lohan with Hilton laughing it up behind him. Among his insults are saying that Lohan's dad is hotter than her, she smells like diarrhea, and she has a fire crotch. then goes on and on about her fire crotch. It is apparently a very bad thing? Hell if I know.

As far as my research has lead me it means she is a natural red head, as defined by the encyclopedia of sex and urban dictionary.

Well I guess I'm back to the hard hitting journalism. These type of immature rants are because of shows like South Park and their immature humor. We need more Billy Connolly and Lenny Henry influences in our society and less Cartman.

One night, a father passed by his son's room and heard his son praying: "God bless Mommy, Daddy, and Grandma. Ta ta, Grandpa."

The father didn't quite know what this meant, but was glad his son was praying. The next morning, they found Grandpa dead on the floor of a heart attack. The father reassured himself that it was just a coincidence, but was still a bit spooked.

The next night, he heard his son praying again: "God bless Mommy and Daddy. Ta ta, Grandma."

The father was worried, but decided to wait until morning. Sure enough, the next morning Grandma was on the floor, dead of a heart attack.

Really scared now, the father decided to wait outside his son's door the next night. And sure enough, the boy started to pray: "God bless Mommy. Ta ta, Daddy."

Now the father was crapping his pants. He stayed up all night, and went to the doctor's early the next day to make sure his health was fine. When he finally came home, his wife was waiting on the porch. She said, "Thank God you're here -- we could really use your help! We found milkman dead on our porch this morning!"