...is yellow with pink trim?

It's mostly pink inside the house, too.

that's cause dr. thunda redecorated...

There are thousands of empty McGregor Bottles decorating the landscape.

A few daggs that should probably get thrown out.

It also passes as a halfway house for the newly divorced, single and disgruntled types looking for a safe haven. Many touring bands have also found refuge in the Left Brain house.

Seriously though...I saw Tristin at the pink and yellow house across the street from my place. I'm just wondering if we've been neighbors all this time.

That's his crack dealer... We live on Eubank and Constitution.

Aww...and all my dreams of neighborly cookouts and games of horseshoes are dashed to pieces.

Are you talking about the haunted looking house around Silver-ish, next to a vacant lot?

That's the one. It's on Coal.

Yeah that's his homosexual crack dealer's place. We've dropped him off there a few times.

That house is fucking evil... His girlfriend and her kids had to move out because the house tried to eat them.

No way?! Poltergeist style? I live in the old house across the street. No wierd occurrences there.

Yeah, someone died there.

In that area of town you'd be hard pressed to find a house that SOMEBODY hasn't died in - most of those houses were built a long time ago.

the thing is, boys and girls, that when referring to the left brain house, or lbh, as it's known to its friends on txt, it’s not the house you’re referring to. i don’t know how many of you have had the pleasure of chilling on the ooogly couch (see exhibit A), but if you have, you may understand a little bit. you see, as i said, it’s not the house.

Exhibit A


dr. thunda enjoying some time away from time on the ooogly couch.

as it turns out, and i’ve come to these conclusions after arduous hours of intense research on the subject, when one sits on the ooogly couch, one experiences a temporal vacuum. this phenomenon then triggers the energy with which to assimilate and diffuse, and intake chemicals not inherent to our system, to alter the levels of those that are. this results in "fun" and "having a good time." these have been found to be the psychological cure to ailments such as blind-rage-at-monolothic-bureaucratic-machinery-against-which-you-can't-do-anything, as well as talk-to-me-and-i-will-fucking-kill-you. let's not forget love-sucks and work-blows. you're assured a good spot next to good company, and sometimes it's even quiet enough to watch scary movies.

many a late night, my friends. it’s my favorite hang out.

I have seen much oooglier couches! Is that wine the doc has shuved in his nose?

let looks not deceive you. yes. his second for the evening, i believe.

The LB house is all about drunks in their underpants (and cowboy boots, not shown in foto), worn out couches, and daggs.