What a crummy day. The sun is shining, the grass is green, a mideast peace summit has been held and peace was declared in record time, a friend of mine won the lottery, all dogs and cats in the humane society were adopted, it turns out martians are coming to earth but are nice, Prince has proved once and for all that he is better than the Neptunes, and ethnic cleansing has been banned worldwide, but I have a headache, so: shitty day. Just kidding. Most of the nice news I provided in the previous sentence is false, including the shittiness of today and my headache. The truth is, I have a backache.
I was away for a bunch of days, first on trips with my friend Todd from Books On Tape around Ontario. Some of the shows were good and some of the shows were a bit strange. I ate at a restaurant that made me shit painfully. Still, there were nice people in each city, and they made that painful shit a little less so.
After a few days of kicking it back in the hometown, I was off to Las Angeles to play a few comedy shows, which was pretty exciting. There's a lot of prehistoric trees down in those parts. We stayed with Todd and his wife Kerri while down there too, which was pretty nice. I ate at Canter's deli and it was pointed out there were subliminal swastikas on the ceiling. Maybe that was just my starstruckedness thinking for me though.
I'd like to interrupt my reminisces for a moment to let you know that I highly enjoy Lil Kim: Countdown To Lockdown. It's kind of like watching a tiny blow up doll throw tantrums and weep.
Anyway, after the LA joke blitzkrieg, the band showed up and Brutal Knights started our west coast dates-a lot of the bands we played with were really really nice, and although a couple of the shows were rated blah, people made efforts with those shows too. Long Beach seems strange. Nothing was really a better moment than eating at Michaelango's Pizza on the last day-I hadn't eaten pizza for the whole trip and it was a highly welcome taste return.
As soon as I got back I had tons to do-from watching Good Burger to opening up for Clit 45, a punk band that seems to have been disgraced by the internet. Then it was my birthday. And today is 'sleep all day day'. So I'm going to bed.