just stolen from myspace
i really am too lazy to write in these things, but what the hell. ive been up to a lot recently so i shall do a quick recap:
-i met arnold schwarzenegger. he was giving a speech at the fair. he used some of his awesome catch phrases to drive his message on home, like "hasta la vista deficit spending!". he also used "you flexed your muscles at the election!". and just to win the crowd over, he used the "ill be back" line. i kept yelling out "its turbo time!" from the hit smash jingle all the way, as well as "its not a tumah!" from kindergarten cop. when he left he shook my hand, because i am awesome.
- yesterday me and kyle got front row tickets to see black sabbath & co. wew got there at like 1 00 and it was hot as hell. we saw slipknot for the entertainment value. then we waited like 3 more hours for the good bands to go on. slayer and priest were good, not great. we were like in the 40th row but when sabbath went on we ran to the front, so i ended up to be like in front of front row. DEFINITELY surpassed the weirdos. im still deaf since i was 10 feet away from the speakers, which are supposed to supply sound for 65,000 people. it was an AWESOME night, because i am awesome.
-i was constantly being followed by a black man for some time, and his name wasnt prince so it disturbed me. it was princes cousin, daryl. he constantly masturbated on my top bunk. he was unaware that the bunk beds shake violently with the slightest movement and i know the masturbation bunk bed movement. it was gross. daryl is supposed to be some straight out pimp ass playa from the streets of d.c, but is TERRIFIED of my dogs and cats. hes also afraid to be left in the same room alone, so he followed me everywhere i went. he followed me to vincents house where he kept playing true crimes on ps2 while we sat there. hes a compulsive liar, too, just so he seems to be more tough. in order to avoid hanging out with him, i took the task of typing out a long interview i did with the smut peddlers, which took all fucking night. i feel i should get some consolation for it, be it getting paid from the magazine, or a gish-kevin hermes day, which he also promised. i deserve both, because i am awesome.
thats aboot it for the highlights of me life. i hope you had fun not reading them. now, upcoming shows:
aug. 14- the damned w/ the distraction, hob anaheim
aug.21- the avengers w/ the stitches and the crowd, galaxy
aug. 27- smut peddlers w/ the wargasms, orphans, and the starvations, galaxy
sept.12- motorhead, hob anaheim
sept. 14- beatie boys, long beach arena
sept. 16- tsol, showcase
sept. 17- the lurkers, showcase
i will attempt to make all of those. and i will go to all because i am awesome
-i met arnold schwarzenegger. he was giving a speech at the fair. he used some of his awesome catch phrases to drive his message on home, like "hasta la vista deficit spending!". he also used "you flexed your muscles at the election!". and just to win the crowd over, he used the "ill be back" line. i kept yelling out "its turbo time!" from the hit smash jingle all the way, as well as "its not a tumah!" from kindergarten cop. when he left he shook my hand, because i am awesome.
- yesterday me and kyle got front row tickets to see black sabbath & co. wew got there at like 1 00 and it was hot as hell. we saw slipknot for the entertainment value. then we waited like 3 more hours for the good bands to go on. slayer and priest were good, not great. we were like in the 40th row but when sabbath went on we ran to the front, so i ended up to be like in front of front row. DEFINITELY surpassed the weirdos. im still deaf since i was 10 feet away from the speakers, which are supposed to supply sound for 65,000 people. it was an AWESOME night, because i am awesome.
-i was constantly being followed by a black man for some time, and his name wasnt prince so it disturbed me. it was princes cousin, daryl. he constantly masturbated on my top bunk. he was unaware that the bunk beds shake violently with the slightest movement and i know the masturbation bunk bed movement. it was gross. daryl is supposed to be some straight out pimp ass playa from the streets of d.c, but is TERRIFIED of my dogs and cats. hes also afraid to be left in the same room alone, so he followed me everywhere i went. he followed me to vincents house where he kept playing true crimes on ps2 while we sat there. hes a compulsive liar, too, just so he seems to be more tough. in order to avoid hanging out with him, i took the task of typing out a long interview i did with the smut peddlers, which took all fucking night. i feel i should get some consolation for it, be it getting paid from the magazine, or a gish-kevin hermes day, which he also promised. i deserve both, because i am awesome.
thats aboot it for the highlights of me life. i hope you had fun not reading them. now, upcoming shows:
aug. 14- the damned w/ the distraction, hob anaheim
aug.21- the avengers w/ the stitches and the crowd, galaxy
aug. 27- smut peddlers w/ the wargasms, orphans, and the starvations, galaxy
sept.12- motorhead, hob anaheim
sept. 14- beatie boys, long beach arena
sept. 16- tsol, showcase
sept. 17- the lurkers, showcase
i will attempt to make all of those. and i will go to all because i am awesome