An order of Rock Out With Your Cock Out w/ a side of Balls to the Wall
Tangentially, please note that the Live Ones have a MySpace page now, which is cool and all because you can listen to their songs. I hear the MySpace is all the rage with the kids these days. So I signed up for an account, and out of curiosity I decided to do a little search on my alma mater. I've learned a couple things: a) MySpace is populated by retards and b) most of these people went to school with me. (Seriously, if you're supposedly an "Interactive Media Producer," you should know better than to add a Windows Media video that automatically downloads when I click on your profile. And also it should not be a dancing cat.) I've also learned that the people I expected to be straight are gay and the people I was convinced were gay are actually straight. More tangentially: I've had a couple exboyfriends visiting #1HS lately. How can I tell? Because they come in and they search for their names. Here's a confidential to those gentlemen: If we dated for three months ten years ago, chances are you don't merit a mention. I mean, how often do you think about me? To you, I'm probably just "that girl I dated a long time ago with the great record collection" or "that girl I dated a long time ago who gave me syphillis." Let's move on with our lives. And also, if you have found Jesus, I really don't want to hear from you. Posted by Dana at 09:27 AM
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Jam Shtik To Do For Gigs
Awesome title!
To put it briefly, I'm having a poopy year, and your title gave me a much needed giggle. An old roommate used to say that first part.
Thanks.
Like, I totally know. You'd think after 10 years they'd be over the whole syphillis thing. Somebody needs to tell all those ex-ies to get a life...oh wait, that's you.
Posted by: Kevin Burke at June 17, 2005 02:43 PMLike the new look, but the font is awfully small. Am already going deaf; don't need help losing my other senses.
Posted by: J at June 17, 2005 04:55 PM Good lookin' out Dana! As I scanned the crowd tonight I'd catch a face and say "That's one of Dana's!". This is so neat, so much roomier! I dig your knew digs, dig me?
I've never heard a Minute Men's song, but I met George Hurley when I played at a rundown surfer bar in Orange County somewhere. I was in a enthusiastic but but defintely rookie metal band called Twisted Fuck Monkey and he did a set with his band at the time . I knew who he was so I followed him out to his van when he was loading out and ended up having the greatest drummer talk session I can remember. He was very precise about tuning and had very definite thoughts about things that most guys don't even notice. There's a lot of ways to make an omelette! Later! Good to see you!