Regime Change/Distress Call

Well, if you're paying attention, you'll be a) pissed off and b) aware that the name of this thing has, well, changed.  I had a long conversation with the preserved brain of Spaceship Earth via telepathy, and we decided that tribute or not, this thing needed a name that was, well, memorable.  And unique.  And short.  And had some memorable fricatives such as the "sh" and the "k" and the "z," which is the exact same reason why Nike, Fed Ex, Xerox, Clorox, Xanax, etc. are successful.

Now, I am sending out a cry for help.  If I want this thing to take off (a task at which I am prodigiously underachieving) I will need a layout that is my own.  The problem is that I don't have a clue about html or designing templates in general.  So if anyone wants to be part of something great before it happens (ok, I'm really just trying to entice you, but I have to dream big, right?) and is reasonably proficient in html script, or can maybe even design a blogger template that will work with this thing, please email me at natesoup@gmail.com.  I have candy.

Coming up next, I'll probably getting around to reviewing the new Coheed album, after explaining what the hell an Ozone Shack is in the first place.  Also, find out how Steely Dan is akin to sushi, how relativity is depressing, how the future is getting sillier, and how Apple is creating cyborgs.  All this will be coming next week, month, year, or millennium in the never timely but always irrelevant Ozone Shack.  And don't worry, those quoted song lyrics that have provided so much extra insight into everything, and have added a new dimension of meaning... well, they'll still be there!  Isn't the internet fun!