things i have done since owning my house i bought a couch that i have passed out on very many times drunk and sober i have showered in the dark emptied a shit ton of rock on to my drive way moved things out from my bedroom into the rest of the house i have still not wash the dishes from when jp lived in the house started to learn how to play guitar became a BIG brother shit myself let my mail pile up to where i now have three piles in the house joined a bowling team in which i am the worst bowler on the team have become a admirer of really bad art and ALLso good have now washed the dishes still havent returned the broken bowling ball that was shipped to me got a credit card that i have now cut up i have drums in the garage that need to be brought into the house i need a rug to really tie the room together with ALLso took a trip out to chicago in talks and planning about an Earnhardt took a right reunion planning on buying KnotKnigger.com soon just brought it working on digging out an ingrown toenail brought out the 8-bit into the living room trying to get a rotating house game of poker going on currently soaking my foot now listening to reel big fish weird still bummed about the lost of frank lighting ALL the candles in my house just to see what it looks like nice looking watched a black guy become president thats cool planning a raid starting eating a lot more chinese food i hate ALL my neighbors that i never see really now that i think about i hate most older people fuck them tell me how much better it was back when they were growing up fuck you old man river suck my dick fucker just die so some piece of shit can move in next door

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Frank Navetta  guitarist and a founding member of the Descendents has passed away i am truely bummed out i feel like a family member has died and i am sad for these event to happen rip frank ill be listening to your records for the rest of my life and i know you will be missed thank you for playing you played in your quest for ALL

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RIP

Oink

you are forever in our thoughts

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What a fast vacation, I think me and mallory were too fucking busy to really call it a vacation, but it was fun nonetheless. We did so much and saw so much, and experienced so much it would be bothersome and probably boring and long if I wrote a huge thing on all the shit that happened, and I’m a fan of lists, so lets do this!

• My first time in an airport and airplane - Prognosis: Still pretty freaky, people are assholes
• Also my first time in a cab or hailing a cab - Prognosis: Scariest thing I’ve ever experienced, worse than the plane. I busted the Ryan Kahler superhero stance/three prong when trying to get a cab and it was awesome. Every time.
• The Pavers played a great set, sounds like they’re going on tour soon, Tim the guitar player was a very nice man, and gave us a free CD and buttons. Scott gave malpal a hug. We drank a lot of beer and couldn’t tell that we had drank any beer. It was expensive.
• Howard’s back is still broken
• Walked to Navy Pier
  
  
  
• Took some pictures of Navy Pier
  
  
• Took some pictures of Chicago
  
  
  
• More boring pictures of Chicago
  
  
  
• Sat at the park, took in the nice weather
  
  
  
• Ate at the most metal restaurant in the world with the best burgers and waffle fries I’ve ever had. Super bonus, all burgers named after metal bands, all burgers on menu can be subsituted for veggie burgers.
• Drag The River played - covered Thin Lizzy and Sam Cooke, Stephen Egerton got on stage and played guitar for a beautiful acoustic version of Until I Say So - Chuck from Good Riddance was there, he got on stage and played guitar, JJ Nobody played bass, Stephen Egerton played drums and Gobo Pierce sang and they covered Black Flag. Fun Times - Great Show
• Howard’s Back is still broken
• See Howie Mandel in 7-11 at like 2 in the morning, me and malpal laugh at the pure weirdness of running into Maurice/Gizmo/Bobby.
• You can buy beer until 3 in the morning at 7-11 - bitchin’
• Taxi driver took me and malpal about 30 minutes down the road further than we needed to be, suckering us out of about 10 bucks, almost killing us a few times, and forcing us to walk across most of Logan square, and miss breakfast with dudes.
• Met Richard “Horsebites” Minino on the street out of nowhere, we happened to be wearing his tee shraits and he took some pictures with us and pointed us a to an incredible vegan/vegetarian/pescatarian awesome delicious restaurant.
  
• Ate at aforementioned restaurant, The Handlebar, and had some really delicious breakfast with some beer.
• Got to see The Horrorpops again, finally got to see Leftover Crack (so rad), Big Drill Car, DOA (radical), and ALL.
• Cops kick us out of balcony
• Cops shut off P.A.
• ALL continues playing about 3-4 songs with no PA, and audience singing along
• Cops shut down show
• Flew to Denver, ate Sonic Burgers, drove home, have had the shits ever since.

ALL in ALL (allinall) it was a good time, bummer that Howard was out of it for the whole thing, also a bummer that the cops shut down the show and for a second it seemed like there would be a real riot at Riot Fest, but all the stupid chaos punx had already left. So it was just a bunch of middle aged dudes storming out all pissed off. Chicago was fun, lots of big pretty buildings, and loud people, and big lakes and rivers, and crazy taxi drivers. I’ll put some pictures up later. Suck it.

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My local friendly liquor store clerk Will Sherling alerted me to this incredible turn of events.

Fat Tire in the can my friends.  They do some sort of adding extra yeast to the beer right before they seal the can so it will taste right, and my god…they’ve certainly figured it out.  Those fine folks at New Belgium have created something special.  It tastes EXACTLY like on tap, which I think is the most consistent way I’ve enjoyed Fat Tire.  I’ve had a few goofy bottles of Fat Tire, so I really hope that the cans are as consistent in flavor as on tap.  Very good.

I realize I’m hyping this way more than it needs to be hyped, but I’m a loser that gets excited over the same goddamn beer I’ve had thousands of times because I’m either

A.) A Drunk

or

B.) A Drunk.

Gnarly.

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Listening to a band tonight, I got to thinking.  Its a wacky thing, but it works out like this, & I can’t help but think I am the only one.

I had this huge thing written up, explaining how I keep stumbling across bands that I think I wouldn’t like in a genre of music that I think I wouldn’t like, but I always do.  Is this some asshole “I like more music than thou” thing?  Or is it some sort of function in all dudes that we all have guilty pleasures, but because you’re the “rock guy” or the “metal guy” or whatever you think you shouldn’t be listening to it.

Fuck that, I’m giving up guilty pleasures.

I just fucking like it, eat shit.

Regardless of how pussy, shitty, weak, whatever it is; if I dig it, goddamn it, I’m gonna dig it.  If no one else does, that just means that there is more of it for me to enjoy.

Do people normally think this way, and I’m just getting around to it?  Is that why you hear people listening to (insert shitty band here) and enjoying themselves?  Did they stop giving a shit a looooonnng time ago?

It’s a good feeling to just say fuck it.  Am I late to the party?

Let’s lay it out there.  Name a real fucking filthy guilty pleasure out there.  Something that you listen to that just makes you want to kick off your shoes and say “GIRLFRIEND, IT’S FRIDAY!!  IT’S TIME TO PARTY!”
I’ll start it off with Coldplay.  (I wince as I type that, but goddamnit, I’m starting a revolution)

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you are truly free when you go sleeveless

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