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So with some well played football(soccer) Zidane and his squad of classic footballers have made it into the final match to face Italy. This is thrilling news. We are having a world cup party this sunday. It will be a grand time. After the game is over we are going to play some soccer of our own. Everyone is invited. There will also be fireworks that kate is bringing down and i may blow off a digit or two. One year steve and i accidentally made a bomb out of some fireworks and a snapple bottle. This resulted in some 2nd degree burns for steve and both of us nearly got blown straight to hell.
I grilled a steak today. It was my first steak in 8 or so years and i realized why i hadnt eaten a steak in that amount of time. Steak is fucking gross. Its a gross giant slab of beef that feels like you're eating a shoe with eye balls. I had some good potatoes though. I pretty much love potatoes in all forms except baked potatoes. Baked poatoes seem like an endless chore to me. Ive Neve finished one because they feel like they replenish as i eat them, kind of like a starfish growing new limbs as i tear them off. Im probably the only person that feels this way, but i stand by my thoughts on this lower form of potatoe.
Tomorrow is my new bands first ever show. We are called The Moods. hmmm, what to write about the moods. There are 6 people in the band and besides me there is only one other person in the band that has ever played a show in their life. That means tomorrow, 2/3 of the band will be playing their first show ever. Couple that with the fact that 1/3 of the band only learned their respective instruments 3 months ago, im a tad bit nervous. I havent really been nervous before a show since the KCPR show years ago and that was because that was in a huge venue, i was playing with 2 bands back to back at that show, and one of the bands (body massage) was playing our first ever show with songs that we had written 2 hours prior. I also had a tremendous cut on my ring finger and my liver was acting really badly too. My liver is doing alright now, but i do have a cut on my left hand by my pinky. I remember reading online the day of the show that bananas supposedly calm you down, give you energy, and help cleanse your liver, so i bought 8 of them and packed up my gear for the show. I failed to read that eating too many bananas can overload you with potassium and make you very ill. 7.5 Bananas later i was vomiting between back to back sets. That was a fun show though. I don't remember why it was fun, but i do remember having a good time. Playing shows is fun. Body Massage shows were always the most fun because we never knew what we were doing. We would write songs the day of the show and play them. We didnt even have endings for half of them. I would tell casey before we would play a song, "just look at me and ill nod when we are about to end it. keep looking at me, always at me." and he would just stare at the gorund till we would clumsely stop playing our instruments, never at the same time. Then we would have surprise vocalist, like warren singing Sweet Home Alabama and matt dressed as a gay sailor singing the marvin gaye verion of Heard it Through the Grapevine as casey and i stumbled through the CCR version of the same song. My favorite was when casey and i decided to combine all of our songs into one 34 minute super song. We played several shows like that and it was the most exhausting thing ive ever done. Its funny that i would put myself through that much exhaustion just so we could start off the show by saying, "Hey we're body massage and this is our last song." it rarely got more than a chuckle, but that chuckle more than made up for the nausea and blisters from a non stop set. I guess im rambling now and none of this is probably entertaining to any of you, but it amuses me to no end. Anyway, if you have nothing to do tomorrow call me and ill let you know where the show is. Same thing on sunday, if you want to come to our world cup party. Go France.
I grilled a steak today. It was my first steak in 8 or so years and i realized why i hadnt eaten a steak in that amount of time. Steak is fucking gross. Its a gross giant slab of beef that feels like you're eating a shoe with eye balls. I had some good potatoes though. I pretty much love potatoes in all forms except baked potatoes. Baked poatoes seem like an endless chore to me. Ive Neve finished one because they feel like they replenish as i eat them, kind of like a starfish growing new limbs as i tear them off. Im probably the only person that feels this way, but i stand by my thoughts on this lower form of potatoe.
Tomorrow is my new bands first ever show. We are called The Moods. hmmm, what to write about the moods. There are 6 people in the band and besides me there is only one other person in the band that has ever played a show in their life. That means tomorrow, 2/3 of the band will be playing their first show ever. Couple that with the fact that 1/3 of the band only learned their respective instruments 3 months ago, im a tad bit nervous. I havent really been nervous before a show since the KCPR show years ago and that was because that was in a huge venue, i was playing with 2 bands back to back at that show, and one of the bands (body massage) was playing our first ever show with songs that we had written 2 hours prior. I also had a tremendous cut on my ring finger and my liver was acting really badly too. My liver is doing alright now, but i do have a cut on my left hand by my pinky. I remember reading online the day of the show that bananas supposedly calm you down, give you energy, and help cleanse your liver, so i bought 8 of them and packed up my gear for the show. I failed to read that eating too many bananas can overload you with potassium and make you very ill. 7.5 Bananas later i was vomiting between back to back sets. That was a fun show though. I don't remember why it was fun, but i do remember having a good time. Playing shows is fun. Body Massage shows were always the most fun because we never knew what we were doing. We would write songs the day of the show and play them. We didnt even have endings for half of them. I would tell casey before we would play a song, "just look at me and ill nod when we are about to end it. keep looking at me, always at me." and he would just stare at the gorund till we would clumsely stop playing our instruments, never at the same time. Then we would have surprise vocalist, like warren singing Sweet Home Alabama and matt dressed as a gay sailor singing the marvin gaye verion of Heard it Through the Grapevine as casey and i stumbled through the CCR version of the same song. My favorite was when casey and i decided to combine all of our songs into one 34 minute super song. We played several shows like that and it was the most exhausting thing ive ever done. Its funny that i would put myself through that much exhaustion just so we could start off the show by saying, "Hey we're body massage and this is our last song." it rarely got more than a chuckle, but that chuckle more than made up for the nausea and blisters from a non stop set. I guess im rambling now and none of this is probably entertaining to any of you, but it amuses me to no end. Anyway, if you have nothing to do tomorrow call me and ill let you know where the show is. Same thing on sunday, if you want to come to our world cup party. Go France.