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Rodenticide Tour Diary

by Felonious Mung, aka Mungo Baguette

6.7

I'm trying to be quiet, but Henrey says my claws make too much noise on the keyboard. I thought he could sleep through anything!

We've been on tour for only a few days, and so far it's fun. Girls come backstage and we can sit on their laps and get pet. We've taken to calling it lap-dancing...

The weird thing is getting the girls to call us by our real names. Henrey doesn't care, he doesn't respond to anything: Hank, Henrey, or his stage name HazCat. But I get confused when people call me Felonious, or just Felony. Unless I hear the whole name, Felonious Mung, I don't turn around.

6.8

Henrey broke a string on stage, and then fell asleep in the bass drum.

6.9

I'm glad Henrey isn't driving. He's so tired all the time! He has to stay awake for 40 minutes to do the show, and that's really difficult for him. Sometimes he can't make it. We have a rider in our contract to make sure we get paid whether or not Henrey falls asleep.

The van is fun, too. Better than the Nova would have been. The van has cabinets with snakes, oh, I mean snacks, and sometimes when we make a sharp turn the snacks fall out.

I miss my mommy, but there are many other people to keep me busy, and mommy wouldn't want me to be too lonely, would she? Henrey says she'd want us to be fed, and sleeping.