Ding Chop

Tomorrow's An Evening With RUSH. The Jansens, The J-mizzie and I will be making the treck out to the "Land of No Alcohol" aka Jones Beach. This concert is sure to be retarded. I can't wait to check out the scene. I'll be Flying by Night and giving props to the Working Man, clearly.

I'm totally convinced that things are on the up and up around here. Thre are many reasons for this, but the biggest is this: Alf is getting his own talk show. The awsomeness of this is flipping overwhelmeing. Maybe this time, he'll answer my fan mail and not leave me out in the cold like he did when I was 8. But, it's made me stronger I think. [snapps to Grambo]

I went to see Napoleon Dynamite last night. Finally. I went by myself. My mom thought that was sad but I was like whateva I do what I want. Sometimes you gotta carpe diem. That's the what's up. So this is a fantastic movie. So much fun I highly reccomend going--then you can trade lines back and forth with your friends like I did over lunch today. Come to think of it, my whole "I do what I want" attitude is pretty much point on with what Napoleon is trying to do. Only and idiot wouldn't go see this movie, and no one wants to be an idiot.

A late dinner was had with The One and Only Panda aka Best Evs and The Sis Who Likes Greyhounds. Stories were swapped regarding last weeks Thursday Night Drunk Fest (Best) including the drunkness sticking arounf until late on friday afternoon. Don't call AOL when you're drunk. That's a PEARL from me to you. I had a drink last night called a Mist Connection. It was horrible. When I ordered it, it was simply for the name having no idea what as in it. It was like an Olf Fashioned gone horribly wrong. The bartender felt bad and so I got a different frink for free---something akin to a green strawberry. Whatever.
I was going to try and catch the Joshua Radin/Husky/Murray show tonight but I'm mad tired.
Oh and another PEARL: Never underestimate the power of Toad the Wet Sprocket

"Where did you go? I don't really give a shit"