Pregnant people freak me out

I don't what it is really, or where exactly it began. Is it the grotesque distended belly, looking like a tie-dye punch balloon about to pop? The threat of over population? My drinking habit coupled with a bad short-term memory? No, my friends. It's because there is a living thing inside of these people controlling their minds, their every move, their every feeling. I'm talking about Telepathic Fetuses. Seriously, I saw it on an episode Angel once. You know the one where Cordelia has a one-night-stand and wakes up 9-months pregnant with some alien-worm-baby-thing? I think it's Season 1...

I would have said pregnant women, but that would be sexist. And I forgot about this classic of modern cinema.

Renewed Vows

I realize I've kinda forgotten about this blog. I started it as some sort of outlet that allows for a bit more creativity than facebook status updates like "Goddam I'm hungover!" or "Did you know that Canada has dozens of different pickle varieties?" and so on. Well no more will MHCTR fall by the wayside. No sir, I'm going to prove to that world that I can produce just as much useless drivel as anyone else! I'm official renewing my vows. On national Coming-Out day no less. Anyway, this is the 1st picture that google images gave me when I typed in "Renewed Vows". Some fame-whores and their bastard children, which actually brings me to my next post...

Spirit Animal

A little insight in to the world of Travis: Most of the time I am thinking about sea creatures. This is my way of saying I love narwhals and I promise to blog more. That's all.

Make-up-a-band-name Week

These are the results from my impromptu facebook make-up-a-band-name week!:

Day 1: Cashmere Spaceship

Liquid Snobunny
Purple Monkey Dishwasher
Savory Intuition

Day 2: Red Wonder Button

Wonder Gaga
Darth Panda
Jesus Crisis
Ruby Shower
British Lady's Cougar Club

Day 3: Sugar Hair

Purpletine
China Smog and the Rolling Crystal Shards
The Scootacks
Saltine Cracker
Butthole Klondinke Explorer
SHY = Sex Hungry Youngsters
Gummer
The Buttles
the Telltale Dimming
20 Dollar Guitar
Turnip River Altar Vixens = TRAV
Colon Flow

Day 4: Armada of Omens

Balls Warrior 5
Petal to the Metal
Saigon Suicide Squad
Broken Spokes
Vulture Wing

Day 5: Voices Flying East

Pantoum of Patusan

Day 6: Busboy

Safari
Busboy Safari
Safari Busboy

Day 7: Astro Bear

Wordsworth Returna
My Algae is Awkward

Keister Jukebox Playlist

Hello friends and strangers,

This my first attempt at a blog, one of those things I swore I would never have, like a cell phone.

First of all, let me explain this page's title "My Heart Chooses The Register". I could of sworn that my friend Trey, lead singer of the sensational country band Soggy Biscuit, told me it was a lyric from a John Cougar Mellencamp song. Well it turns out I must've heard him wrong because I cannot find that lyric anywhere in the man's repertoire, but it does sound like something the bastard would say, and it definitely means something. What it means I don't know. I suppose I'll figure it out when I grow up and get a real job.

So... since I have nothing better to right about write now, I give you my Zombie-Jesus-Day-Dive-Bar-jukebox playlist:

Leonard Cohen - "I'm Your Man"
Sam Cooke - "Win Your Love For Me"
Echo & The Bunnymen - "Do It Clean"
Ramones - "I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend"
Damned - "See Her Tonite"
Dinosaur Jr. - "Blowing It'
Tom Waits - "16 Shells From A Thirty Ought Six"
Chuck Berry - "Maybelline"
Joy Division - "Disorder"
Arab Strap - "Shy Retirer"
Sonic Youth - "Dirty Boots"
Guided by Voices - "Best of Jill Hives"
David Bowie - "Modern Love"
Tammy Wynette - "Your Good Girl's Gonna Go Bad"
the Kinks - "Dedicated Follower of Fashion"
Talking Heads - "Naive Melody"
Johnny Cash - "Guess Things Happen That Way"
Television - "Friction"
Tom Waits - "Earth Died Screaming"
Buddy Holly - "Not Fade Away"
Sinead O' Conner - "Nothing Compares 2 U"
Creedence Clearwater Revival - "Lodi"
the Undertones - "Teenage Kicks"

The bar in question here is the Gold Cane by the way. Excellent jukebox, but somehow I found it poetic to play Sinead O' Conner on a Catholic holiday.

Yeah, I blame the bartender.