dunno why i’m bothering to post this now… i know i’m the only one in america still at work. bastards…


anyway, good thing it’s a 3 day weekend, i’ve got mine all filled up. ryan’s wedding tomorrow (sniff, sniff… our boy’s growin’ up!). practice on sunday, and picnic/this/alkaline trio on monday. bizzeee, bizzzee!


talk to ya!


look at this. [via: TMN]

okay… i get loads and loads of folks coming here looking for that damn Afroman song “Because I Got High”. this is for all you lemmings. now please go away.


The Hungry Hustler.com


oh, by the way… this has all been done before. and better.

listening: Beth Orton – Love Like Laughter


hey everybody… back from the dead here. this last week’s been crazy, working from 9 to 8 everyday with no breaks. i just go home and crash. found out last nite that the deadline is getting pushed back 4 days, so post-work life begins again. went to practice last nite at a normal time. i was all estatic coz it was 8:00 and i wasn’t at work.


heading to the dc improv to see brian regan as part of ryan’s bachelor party tonite. ryan introduced me to the comic stylings of BR a couple years ago at this same club. super funny guy. it was also my first comedy club experience. i really enjoyed it. i’ve always been a sucker for stand-up.


as a kid, i was a dedicated viewer of rosie o’donnell’s ‘Stand Up Spotlight’ on late saturday (or friday?) nite tv. i think i used to switch back and forth b/t that and USA’s ‘Up All Night’ [a pornstar host, bad movies? how can you go wrong?]


maybe you can tell a little about my youthful social life from that paragraph.


jon has a nice new look and some nifty features, go over there and toss a death threat his way. – it’s gonna be a fearsome sight, all those thousands of west virginians as far as the eye can see lining up at your door. you got a pretty mouth.

knee-deep in work all week over here. don’t expect a lot from me this week. i had an awesome ride last nite. went over to the vienna dirt jumps and tried to conquer my fear of air. had a blast!


got a care package in from my boy stephen. a copy of the long lost 7″ record my band put out [been looking for this for a loooong time] and a page from an ancient thrasher featuring moviestar jason lee back in the salad days. check it…


nushuz


jenn got a new coffincase for the bass

saw jay and bob strike back tonite. probably the best thing kevin smith’s done. a good time to get out, eh? after, yuppie coffee and tea with krista n elmer

too much work. stupid clients. killkillkill!

P. Diddy: fashion warrior

“…the 31-year-old rapper-producer came up with the “new Gatsby” look of the photo shoot, hand-picking their outfits from 16 racks of clothes.

yeah, that’s the first thing i think of when i hear a puffy song… “damn, he’s a literate SOB! P. Diddy be gettin his reeeeaaad on!”


i’m sooo sure p. diddy knows who the hell fitzgerald is…

a day late… 4 dollars short.


friday: *


saturday: *******


sunday: *

is it possible to have a latent hangover? woke up sunday morning after a night of many trips to the keg expecting the worst.* instead, i felt fine, no trace of a hangover. this morning, after a night of clean living, i awoke with all the classic symptoms. i am a medical breakthru.


had a yard sale at the mother-in-law’s on saturday morning. yard sale people are a whole underground scene unto themselves. started the sale at 9, but by 8am we already had 15 people there. crazy-ass yardsalers…


had an overwhelming urge to watch that old SNL skit “Big Red” this morning (the one where the viking toy spins and spews red liquid all over the room and parents). You can pull that and pretty much any other skit they ever did from here, a very impressive compendium of SNL stuff:


Saturday Night Live Multimedia – snl.jt.org





* picture post tomorrow — left the damn zip disk at home… again…

still at work.


at this moment we are:


1) working very hard.


2) drinking lots of beer.


you’d think that those 2 items would negate each other…but you’d be wrong.