Boy I sure love the band We Are The Physics. Their debut “We Are The Physics Are OK at Music” gets alot of play around here, much to the delight of my wife and childrens.

One time, one summer, they were getting rid of shirts for post price only and I sent them Two Dollars and they sent one and it never got here. Then they were all like, “sorry.” Then after the eighteenth email, they stopped taking my calls.

Cut to today (that’s right, I’m Joe Hollywood so I can talk like that), they get these great new shirts in stock that they will only be selling at shows. Shows that will not be in the greater NY area because apparantly they can travel to Russia like they’re rich and fancy but cannot grace teh America with their brand of Atomic Age New Wave leaving Man or Astroman? to maintain their monopoly now that they killed Servotron with their bear hands.

Now I love shirts only available at performances on account of them being rare and more important, but I was unable to be a big enough person not to blog the shit out of this shirt shit. But fact is, if you want something done poorly, you have to do it yourself.

And so I did. I did something else…myself.

Physics? NO!