At 9:10 PM, Saturday, February 15, 2003 Star Drifter posted the following:
I just got my copy of the Stephen Lynch album "Superhero," today. Somehow, my local record store got me the copy with the bonus track - a copy you're supposed to only get from buying it directly or at concerts. I paid out the ass for the album, so I guess they ordered it direct.

It was worth every cent.

The album was recorded live, and the nuances might just make it better than his first album. That's right: not stale, but even funnier. Even songs from the first album, or that were heard on the Comedy Central special get some slight twists to keep them fresh. The little pre-recorded skit-style intros are gone. Introductions are given to some songs, but as part of the entire routine. To date, "A Little Bit Special" has had more replay value than any comedy album I've ever owned. But I find myself thankful that modern technology lets me skip the Walken routins.

I did have the pleasure of hearing "What If That Guy From the Smashing Pumpkins Lost His Car Keys" on Stephen Lynch's site several weeks ago. The song clocks in at under a minute, and I was teared up from laughing within thirty seconds. While it's no longer in .mp3 format, you can still here it there embedded into a Flash file.

I know of one person who regularly checks here. I don't know who the hell else looks at this page, but if you do, go get this cd. That's Stephen Lynch, spelled with a "ph" like a french chick, and the cd is called "Superhero." It might be harder to get your hands on, but god damnit go out and do it. If you don't have "A Little Bit Special," either, then give your local record store owner a two-fer and order that one, too.

Oh yeah. Web diary stuff, while I'm here. Dear web diary, why the hell do I do this? It's not like I'm going to treat this like a real diary, and talk about that pimple that grew at the top of my butt crack last week, or how itchy it got. I actually like life, too. I'm a happy kind of a guy most of the time, and I'm not reaching out for anyone's damn sympathy.

I mean, today I wondered if I'd be able to afford all the things I had to pay for, but I did. And I have almost $60 left, too. I mean, that makes me happy. This includes the ridiculous amount of junk food that everyone bought and I paid for. I guess that makes them happy too. I know I don't care, because I still have $60 and payday is Monday. And I have junk food. If only I'd bought that six pack, I'd have about $55 and beer, too. That would make me happier, but I'm still happy.

Happy people don't have these things, do they?