26 Jan 04 Legions of Communists worship your robust cannabalism of Capitalists clad in junk mail suits….

Saturday Night with Hank

The Henry Rollins performance at the House of Blues on Saturday night was great. He had a very political agenda on this one and talked a lot about Bush, The State of the Union address, and getting out there and voting. Funny that I was just commenting on this stuff the other day too. He also had some great stories about his unfettered love for both Sheryl Crow and Anne Coulter. Of course, as per usual, the crowd was sub-par. One couple in particular made me want to beat the living dog shit out of them. Apparently they thought it was the 'jackass in the crowd' show, and not a Henry Rollins show. The fat, ugly, female of the duo took it upon herself to loudly screech at damn near everything that came out of Hank's mouth, whether it was appropriate or not. Then, her equally aesthetically-challenged boyfriend decided that it was his job to repeat the last four or five words of each of Henry's statements, laugh really loud and obnoxiously, and then tell everyone that what he just said was “funny”. Thanks asshole, I didn't know that that was funny until you let me know. Needless to say we found a spot on the other side of the room, but not before telling the two to shut the fuck up. It was a great show though, and I wish he came to Florida a little more often.

Sunday Night Fever

Sunday and I went to 's party. Everyone there was pretty cool, and way too smart. I don't think I've been to a party in a long time where most of the people in the room have degrees in this, that, and what have you. “I work in film…”, “I do web design…”, “….I'm a digital media teacher.” And although it was all impressive and refreshing to talk to people that actually had brains, it was also a bit humbing considering my current status in the world. Regardless of that, a good time was had by all it seemed. Lib, thanks for having us and happy birthday….old lady. Kidding!

We then ventured down to I Bar to dance to some cheesy 80's music. As always it was fun and I probably drank too much. While I was standing upstairs and looking out into the crowd I noticed my friend John (guy who's wife I supposedly slept with) dancing with some friends. My fight or flight instinct took over my mind for a moment as I pondered a dozen scenario's of how this could turn out. I took upon myself to go down and pluck him from the crowd so he and I could have a little discussion. Luckily he wasn't that drunk yet, because John is usually a punch-first-ask-questions-later kind of guy, so the first hurdle was out of the way. I won't go into the details but we managed to smooth everything out without any violence or what have you. I don't think I'll be hanging out the guy any time soon, but he doesn't want to completely smash my face anymore. If we hung out there would still be just too much tension and anxiety and that is shit I just don't need. So that was that.

So now I've kind of got a headache and feel like doing nothing most of the day. I do have a ton of reading I need to do, and I should put in some time at school. Eh, or maybe I'll just go sit in the tub for a bit and then go and see a movie.

Catch you all later.

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