thanks to the good people at temporary structures…paul, guy, scott, and i will be attending the fugazi show next weekend in indianapolis. we found out about the show a little late, and by the time we were able to go about the ticket acquiring process, the show was way past sold out. guy decided that we should try to play the transmission3000 trump card. well…not knowing whether it would work or not, i gave them a call. i got no answer, but i left a rambling message on the answering machine. much to my surprise matthew from temporary structures called me back within five minutes, letting me know that he was a fan of the site (t3k, not this over-indulgent excuse for a forum) and that he would be more than willing to help us out. we worked out some details for recording the show, and it looks like we'll be in indy next friday. can't beat that with a stick.

on the subject of amnesiac…i love the record. more to the point, i love most of the songs on the record. there are a couple that i'm not so hip to, and one or two that i actually dislike. the songs on the album that i do like, i love, if that says anything.

happy birthday jackie.

i must have the touch of death today. i was sitting here at work, minding my own business, when i apparently destroyed a computer by…get this…simply closing netscape. when the little "x" was clicked, ntoskernal.exe decided to go belly-up, kicking me into a blue screen while it dumped it's brains out. how netscape, of all things caused this, i'll never know. i had to cold reboot the machine, only to have it give me some kinda memory failure. it then tried to continue booting, only to tell me that several important system files were either missing or corrupted. i don't know what those people over at aol are putting into the ol' netscape these days, but from now on…i'm gonna make sure i don't piss my good buddy steve case off. whoever shit in his cheerios should just stop. please.

on a lighter note, i got a haircut yesterday. i'm sure paul has already told you all about it.

and now, ladies and gentlemen…i'm going the fuck home.