God doesn't have the balls to take me

it just occurred to me that bruce & i may be the modern-day prometheus.

for those of you that don't know, prometheus was a greek titan that stole the secret of fire from zeus and gave it to humanity. his punishment was to be chained to the top of a temple or something and an eagle would fly down during the day and eat out his liver. only, since he was immortal, his liver kept growing back. so he had to endure this pain every single day.

anyway -- my point is; somehow bruce and i managed to conjure up the secrets of the gods, clearly. and we're trying to impart this precious shit on humanity. and, i think our punishment is probably the eating of our liver by our good pal jim beam.
oh well...

that is all