Hooray for music. Hooray for metal. Hooray for The Poison, Ascendancy, Painkiller, Demanufacture, Burn My Eyes, Ride The Lightning, and all the other albums that make my hair stand on end. Hooray for fucking Danzig. Hooray for it being cool to play the shit out of your guitar again. Hooray for trading solos, harmonised runs, artificial harmonics, and turning the gain way, way up. Hooray for ridiculous beards, leather wristbands, tattoos, and tearing the sleeves off your t-shirt.

Hooray for the movies. Hooray for matinees, and opting not to buy the over-priced concessions (Mr. Pibb + Redvines = crazy delicious). Hooray for the Vista's ad for their over-priced concessions, which dates from 1993. Hooray for movies that make you think. Hooray for movies where I don't have to. Hooray for Robert Rodriguez. Hooray for whoever first put vampires together with martial arts and automatic weaponry. Hooray for Kate Beckinsale's bum and Milla Jovovich's abs.

Hooray for girls. I love girls, man.

Hooray for drinking. Hooray for beer, tequila, wine, cognac, and beer. Hooray for just getting stupid drunk every once in a while. Hooray for getting stupid drunk once a week. Hooray for not being the most embarassed person the next morning. Hooray for killing the keg. Hooray for whoever invented the Irish Car Bomb. Hooray for Thursday!

Hooray for Classics. Hooray for Alexander, Lucius Cornelius Sulla, Gaius Julius Caesar, and the divine Augustus. Hooray for recognising the supine. The fucking supine. Hooray for the people that actually still make me excited about this little subject. Hooray for university-funded trips to the third greatest city in the world. Hooray for all three libraries.

Hooray for Hollywood. Hooray for having breakfast in the booth across from Johnny Knoxville. Hooray for meeting Chris Jericho in the House of Pies parking lot. Hooray for trying to guess if the guy in Boba World is one of the Black Eyed Peas, the guy in Ye Rustic is part of Rancid, or if people just dress like that in this town. Hooray for fried chicken and waffles, Graumann's, and Amoeba. Hooray for Mr. Kim, Mrs. Kim, and the guy in Taco Bell.

You know who I mean.