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 Posted: Fri Feb 22, 2008 7:00 pm
"Ok," Molly said, taking the newspaper. "Thanks. I'll get right on that. You know, not like I have a life or anything," she said in a huff. She said it so that it sounded sarcastic, but really she was a little pissed because it was actually true. "Wanna come in, Jim?"
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 7:42 am
"No, I can't stay. Rod is slightly hammered and singing off key to my old lady. If I stay gone to long she might hurt him." He gave Molly a hug. "We all have no lives because this band is everything. You know that." He let her go and stepped back. "But get on that for us." He left.
When he arrived home he immideitly clamped a hand over Rod's mouth then shut off the radio. "Rod, don't do that." He steared him toward the bathroom. "Get cleaned up you look like crap."
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 1:06 pm
"Whatever happened to sugarcoating it?" Rod muttered and sauntered off to the shower. He must've been in the bathroom for a half hour, (for him, that was like three hours). When he left the bathroom, he was clean shaven, his hair was clean and he didn't smell like booze.
He sat down on the couch with a much happier old lady. "So did Mol say when we'd have a gig, or do I have to stay longer?" When he saw Jims credulous expression, he quickly said, "Not that it's not nice here, with your mam here." He grinned sheepishly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 1:11 pm
Larry opened his eyes to see that he was in his underwear."What the hell happened?" He yelled.But is soon turned into a laugh when he knew it couldn't've been no one other than Jim.He was really sly like that,knowing how dead larry can be while sleep."Atleast I'm...where an I?" He asked himself.It looked like the basement to Jim's,but,was it? "Helllo?!Anybody here?!"
(sorry I haven't been posting,my homecomputer has caught a virus.)
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Posted: Sat Feb 23, 2008 2:00 pm
Jim lightly smacked Rod in the back of the head then opened his basment door. "Get up here and find your pants Larry. Next time don't go to sleep."
He turned back to Rod. "Stop trying to be polite. Molly said she's working on it till then your staying here like it or lump it. Its the only way I can keep my eye on you and Larry." He sat down and streched looking at his old lady. "You know this as bound to happen so you get used to it too... now when Larry drags his butt up here were going to pratice."
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Posted: Sun Feb 24, 2008 12:50 am
Larry looked to his left and right for his pants,"Where the hell are they?" He thought to himself.There was a bit of a breeze in the basement though,and he really enjoyed it."Maybe I could go onstage like this." His thought ensued.He stumbled over a ragged blue pile of material that were to be his jeans.They were thin from being worn all the time,but oh so great to wear.He slipped them on and skipped up the stairs,maybe he could join the guys in whatever they were doing.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 2:46 pm
Jim smiled at Larry when he came up. "Glad you could join us and with pants. Now lets pratice."
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 4:34 pm
"Do I really have to wear these?" Larry asked Jim,a bit hesitant.
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Posted: Tue Feb 26, 2008 4:22 am
"Yes, why well because I want to start pratice." Jim smiled then turned to Rod. "Get off the couch an come on you."
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Posted: Wed Feb 27, 2008 8:03 pm
"Oh all righ'," Rod muttered, and sauntered off to find his bass. He came back with it slung across his shoulders. Unwinding a long cord, he plugged one end into his small practice amp (used to NOT annoy neighbors and cops), and the other looped through his strap and into the base of his bass. "Lets get the party started!"
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 2:30 pm
Jim rolled his eyes as he plugged in his guitar. "You know mates, we need a bloody drummer. Do either of you know anyone that would want the spot?" He strummed a few cords then kissed his old lady good bye. "See you later."
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 8:07 pm
Larry held the mic with his left hand and started let the melody flow from his mouth.It was just something from the top of his head,he bareky ever followed the lyrics he wrote down anyway.Always changing...writing...singing some,erasing others. "The sun so hot..with a heart of stone..." He gave a smeared face,not the best.
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Posted: Thu Feb 28, 2008 8:55 pm
"Thats very nice," Rod commented on Larry's singing. Turning to Jim, he screwed his face up in thought. "Nope, I've not the slightest idea who. We should put some posters up around town to hold an open audition."
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Posted: Fri Feb 29, 2008 1:44 pm
"Stop looking consipated Larry. But nice tune, though not your best." Jim turned to Rod and sighed. "I hate doing those. Some of the blokes that come along just make me want to abandon music, its that terrible." He strummed a few more cords. "I'll have Molly get to work on the posters then set about finding ear plugs."
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Posted: Sun Mar 02, 2008 8:22 pm
"They suck, but they work." Rod pointed out. Turning to Jim, he said, "Can you sing that bit again? I've got something in mind that'll work out nicely."
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