Ohhh man...

I am certainly a very irresponsible blogger. Devo was awesome. As expected. Pictures are on my facebook, of fairly low quality, being from the zoomless flashless iPhone. But it rocked either way! Apparently the Palladium Ballroom gets a lot of flack- I found it to be nice and comfortable for a standing venue. The only disappointment was that all the male sizes in t-shirts had sold out by the time i got there, and NO- I did not buy a Devo red power dome, but YOU can here!

Other than Devo, not much to update on, ummm... I got sick Thursday and had to leave work, creating a pretty dreadful four-day weekend for myself. I hate missing work, but there was no way it was goin down my friends- I had enough snot in my head that it was crushing my brain.

And finally started Metal Gear Solid 4 about a year too late, but hey- ... Hey, something. Whatever. Don't... I don't know. Leave me alone. I'm tired. Sorry for the drab uninteresting post. I'll make up for it later. Peace spudheads.

Devolution

Yes. I am going to see them on Wednesday night, at the Palladium Ballroom. Devo, that is, in case for some reason you aren't familiar with them. If you are not, then I'll remind you by simply one phrase from their overplayed (and pretty overrated) most popular song. *Sigh* WHIP IT. They had a bit of misfortune of having a lot of people define their career on a hokey song when their musical library is quite vast and GOOD- not unlike the very talented Styx being stuck with Mr. Roboto. Well, I guess the guys wrote the songs, and have to deal with the aftermath.

Anyway, I'm VERY excited, and if you're still on the fence on whether or not you should attend, one of the masterminds behind Devo, Mark Mothersbaugh, was in charge of all the music for one of my beloved favorite Nickelodeon shows, Rugrats, and also has been commissioned for most of the original music in Wes Anderson's films. It's going to be sweet.

Well I will definitely do my best to acquire a camera and get some sweet pictures, which I will post afterwards of course. Anyway, I've reached that weird stage where you realize that you are continuously breathing and so it becomes less of a habit and you start having to think about each breath- I'm going to go try and do something more mind engaging. Bye!

So much to do....

And so little motivation. Even when I know there are rewards to be reaped! Ah well. I am at least currently continuing down the path towards one of my goals- finishing The Sopranos. I'm in between episodes in the 6th season right now, and decided to do a bit o' bloggin. (Is that leprechaun spirit I hear creeping around in my soul?!?! YES IT IS!)

Anyway, The Sopranos is the best television show I've ever watched. Everything about it is executed perfectly- I'm just so glad there was a television show of this caliber that got the funding and freedom that this show did, all while maintaining popularity. It's unfair that shows like Carnivale and Wonderfalls and Dead Like Me had their very promising futures cut down.

ENOUGH NEGATIVITY! LEPRECHAUN TIME!

I'll leave this one with a poem that I wrote a while back, before I head back to North Jersey to chill wit Tony and my boys. It's called 'The Bird.'


The bird drops a turd when its insides are stirred,

The turd falls absurdly, its path undeterred.

You glance toward the sky and your vision is lured toward the turd and then splat!

Your vision is, oh what's the word? blurred?

Something's fishy...

And it's mostly my meals these days. Seeing as how I've decided to give up meat for awhile. Other than fish. Go 'head, be the 38th person that's asked me if it's for lent. I dare you.

It's not.

Truth is, I decided to do it, then went to Quizno's to get one of their (pretty damn good) veggie sandwiches, only to see people with ash crosses on their foreheads walking around. Ash Wednesday? Certainly. What are the odds? Well I'm better than these people and I'm going to prove it with my actions- like continuing to give up my favorite earthly desire far longer than them. Like a day or something.

In other me-related news. Melated news?

I found a smilie face sticker. Had to suppress the inner nerd in me from grabbing my red sharpie and drawing the Watchmen blood drip on it. Was successful. But wasn't successful at preventing myself from wearing it in roughly the same place the Comedian wore his, for awhile. Then I realized I looked like a douche.

I also need a new name for the blog. Yes, already. I know how clever and original my current title is, but I need something else.

Oh, and my beloved T.O. has been traded to the Buffalo Bills. I really did like him. And he always gave the best quotes. Including the most recent, regarding his trade from the Dallas Cowboys to the Bills. Which I'll end the blog on.

"I'm leaving America's team to come to North America's team."