Weekend Update!
Mea culpa. Yes, I haven’t posted in nearly a week. I know, I know… I’ve been busy – what can I tell you? It’s definitely been one of the more interesting weeks I’ve had in a while. So here’s what I’ve been up to…
I feel weary. I feel…beery. With the exception of the post-mortem meeting (which is Monday night), “Roadicide” is done. (For the moment, anyway – our fearless leader, Mike Alltop, will undoubtedly continue working on Rich Blankenship’s tale…who knows where it will lead?) Along the way, we had some fun, had a few drinks, met some really great people [ =) ], and hopefully gave a few people in the audience something to think about. Also, we apparently managed to piss off the manager at Chelsea Commons pub on 10th at 24th. I don’t know what we did, but this guy was watching us like we were lepers or something. Anyhoo, check out Ring of Fire’s website for more aftermath. My personal thanks to everyone at HERE for their invaluable assistance.
“Put it on the band’s tab…” Hmm…let’s see…good friend, cool band, booze…yep, that’s a pretty decent Friday night. I went with Darren up to Rockafella’s up in Glen Gardner (I think) to see Bedbug Eddie, and help out a little with mic cables and the like. Fun stuff, although I was a bit more tired than I thought – when the lead singer walks up and starts singing 3 inches from your face, and you DON’T NOTICE, that’s a pretty clear sign you need sleep.
“If it weren’t for my horse, I wouldn’t have spent that year in college.” Back in New Brunswick, Lewis Black rocked The Stress Factory once again. And once again, I don’t think I’ve ever laughed harder. His commentary on MTV (and especially Britney Spears’ Pepsi commercial) is classic. CLASSIC, I tell you! Catch his act when he’s in your area… (Sorry, Bry, you’ll have to wait until January.)
“Caution: Slurpee under extreme pressure!” So Darren calls me up today and tells me he’s bored. So we go a-drivin’, trying to get lost. (Which, by the way, is impossible. You simply can’t get lost in New Jersey – too many interstates. Too many FREAKIN’ INTERSTATES.) Anyway, we stop at the ol’ 7-11 to get Slurpees. I get mine with no problem. After attempting the “finger test”, Darren discerns which flavor is to his liking, positions his cup and…manages to spray Blue Raspberry Slurpee all over himself. Hilarity ensues. So let that be a warning to everyone – be careful how fast you pull that Slurpee lever!
And that pretty much brings you up to speed. Time to settle back into a semi-regular routine, at least until the next great adventure…