Or maybe the jack of the nword. What's a jack anyway? I want to be a jack -- put it on my résumé: "TQ: Jack, July 1999 - December 2001." What's a nword? New word, of course. Perhaps n'word? Wait -- let me do Google search… Yep, already been defined. It's a different definition, but really, nword! how passé, How Blasé, HOW INSIPID.

Here's another idea:

Here's yet another idea: how about a Walkman jammer for when you're riding the bus and want to read but the dude (is dude gender neutral?) sitting behind you has his on maximum volume? C'mon dude, just bring your freakin' boom box on the bus and turn that up instead. At it least it would be full audio spectrum and not the ultra-distracting-high-end sibilance of s t s t s t s t s t s t s t s t s t s t s t s. I don't care what you play; I don't care how loud it is. Just give me full spectrum, 'cause the crap that is spilling out of your earphones sounds like my dentist sadisticizing my teeth and I can't read when I've got that image in my head.

Oh yeah. Nword. The whole point was to test my TrackBacks and to tell the world how much I enjoy my first and second posts. Hey man, my horn sounds better than your horn -- sounds even better when I get to blow it.

Y'all should read Motherless Brooklyn just so I can say Eatmebailey and have it make sense.

While waiting for life that sucks to die, why not listen to my favorite unsigned bands: TQ's Garage Band Playlist.