BurnLounge

Beloved, on the threshold of tonight's elections, during a period when politicians and other assorted liars have promised you all sorts of golden new days and bright shiny dawns... I give unto you the greatest of all gifts! Never before in the history of mankind has technology enabled you, me, your girlfriend, and your girlfriend's friend to merge my two greatest loves... Music and Money!

Better than Avon, more rewarding than Rainbow Vacuum, more lucrative than lottery tickets and a hell of a lot more fun than working... it is BURNLOUNGE!!! Yes fair readers, it is true! The crack(head) staff at Formerly Living is pleased, proud and downright giddy to anounce a joint venture of dynamic proportions, a partnership of ginormous import, a consummation of the that most unholy of alliances allowing you to buy and immediately download millions of songs without getting sued in federal court by the big bad Music Industry. And when you get tired of buying music from the Formerly Living music store, when you realize that you should be a producer rather than a consumer, when you get laid off only to arrive home early to find your wife sleeping with your divorce lawyer, YOU TOO CAN BE A MUSIC MOGUL!

Join the ranks of Sony, Virgin Records, and all those other guys who make money in a multi-buzzillion dollar industry. Be one of the fat cats instead of being eaten by the fat cats.

By the end of the year, BURNLOUNGE should have ring tones, movies, video games and home movies of me and Pamela Anderson!!! (Ok, well, not the last thing, but the others are all supposed to be in the works.

Run, crawl, take a taxi, ride an elephant, just get to the shiny new Formerly Living music store today! Hurry, go there now before it is covered in bodily fluids and Internet porn graffiti, just like... Formerly Living!

*** Election Update***
Seems that the State of Virginia has opted to shut down all of its public libraries and opted to burn all the books to keep warm this winter. Virginia is banned from the Formerly Living music store... go away! No music for you, one year...