I wanted to write something cynical or pithy or heartwarming about 9/11. This was all i could come up with.
Sorry
when i think of the various drugs around
and when i am forced to pick my favorite
i choose kmfdm
it’s a drug against war
and war is bad

Happy birthday, my fat grey beast of a cat! I promise i won’t tell anyone you are nine today.

If you find yourself in a band and one of your bandmates expresses a desire to record a song about a robot with a tortured soul, do the world a favor and beat the shit out of them.
Learn the lesson that Styx did not, songs about robots are retarded, songs about emotionally pained robots trying to save mankind are hot fudge retarded sundaes.
Your sin might be redeemed by its inherent cheese factor in about twenty years, but I promise you that my hefty bat and I will make sure you are not around to see that day.