sometimes mondays turn out pretty okay, i guess. last night after work, i headed over to danny's for a little halo action. The usual crew was in attendence. beer was consumed and enjoyed. friends were shot in the face with fake digital shotguns. who says america is a hotbed of violent culture?

while we were over at danny's, brooksie and i were able to see a test print of the l&n shirt. it's so incredibly badass, it's insane. i'm really hoping we'll have them ready by the show on friday.

oh…yeah…we're playing at woody's on friday. they called and asked us to play the show, kinda at the last minute. the info has been added to the l&n page. after the show we're gonna lug everything straight over to the funeral home to start recording on sunday night. let me tell ya…i'm so incredibly excited about lugging everything up those twisty-ass stairs…

the girl is headed home to columbus for the rest of the week. she should be home for the show on friday, which is good.

time for me to get back to not working…

it's nice to have a low key weekend, every once and a while. the girl and i just puttered about and took care of some odds and ends. just a good, lazy weekend.

we had band practice for the first time since the show in tyler park. things sounded great. we've debated practicing again before the show on friday, but i think we decided to get together just to work on some new stuff we're planning to record on sunday.

oh yeah…we start recording on sunday. we'll see how that turns out.

work sucks. coca-cola does not.

we should have l&n t-shirts ready by the show on friday. here's the design. danny "badass mo" cash will be printing them up. that would be because he is, as they say, the fuckin' man.

the mxr distortion + is, quite possibly, the greatest distortion pedal ever made. if you buy one, make sure to get a vintage one without the led.

i have spent an inordinate amount of time writing this very short post.

it seems like my review of black sabbath's paranoid is getting some interesting responses, over at 75 or less. gotta love stuck up indie kids with no sense of humor or love for real rock and roll.

yesterday i got out of work early and went about the arduous task of finding l&n a new practice space. things aren't looking up. i'm sure we'll find something, but this is a royal pain in the ass.

the more i think about it, the more i'm inclined to call yesterday, as a whole, a wash. nothing good came from yesterday. paychecks didn't come in, i had a massive headache, itunes fucked up my mp3 organization, i didn't find us a practice space…all a bunch of bullshit. today hasn't been much better, really.

the girl gets home tonight. the debutantes are playing at the rud, so i think we may squeeze over there to check out the show. sounds like it should be a good time.

other than that…i got nothin'.

so last night was a hoot and a holler. right after work i met up with kevin and jeremy and the rest of the gang to celebrate their return from "the pan." it was a good time. many beers were drank (drunk?), good times were had. after everyone started spliting from the outlook, kevin, blaine and i walked up to the store, grabbed another 6 pack, and went back to blaine's house for some futurama. a solidly good night.

one of the things to come out of last night: l&n should be rcording next weekend. this will either be great or a complete disaster. i'm hoping for "great" and planning for "complete disaster."

matt's really kicking ass, over there. 3 for 3 on the posts, this week. i wonder if he's feeling the burn, yet…

they're filming the pilot for some ghetto-ass reality show across the street from my house. if this thing actually makes it to tv, you'll see my car on just about every episode, as i'm always parked right in front of the house they're filming at. what kind of tv production company has a damn yahoo email address? ghetto.

as i just started developing a splitting headache, i was thinking "at least it's payday." and then they told me something i really didn't want to hear:

Unfortunately, they will not be here until after 1 PM tomorrow.

i am fully prepared to kill someone. i have $2.06 to my name, today, as i planned on getting paid. this does not bode well for my lunch time. or the fact that my car is almost out of gas.

yes…this day can only get better from here. nevermind. forget i ever even iplied that things could not get worse. they always can and they always do.

okay…this shit is getting old. when i come into work, i expect to be able to sit at my desk. not some ghetto-ass disk with a fucked up mouse and some jacked ass phone that doesn't even let you know when you're getting a call. i call bullshit, shenanigans and foul. maybe i should just get a job laying tile or some shit.

kevin and the gang were supposed to get back from japan, last night, but i haven't heard from any of them. they must have gone into hiding, or something. probably jetlagged out of their minds. we'll see when they finally emerge, i guess.

i didn't do anything, last night. i hung out with brooksie for a few minutes, cooked a gardenburger on the foreman grill and then sat around reading until i went to bed. i tell you what…i lead the most exciting life known to man.

blaine said he finally got his power back at about 7pm last night. that means his power was out for a full seven days. a goddamn week. and he lives right down the street, in the middle of the fucking city. that's crazytalk, man. crazytalk.

another shitty thing about my new schedule is that i can't even get to the comic shop until saturday. no more picking up comics on wednesdays…that's crap! i really need to find a schedule that gets off earlier than this, or i'll go insane.

is anyone out there going to the san diego comicon? anyone? does anyone actually read this fucking thing?

wow. matt accepted the challenge. he's gonna try to post once per weekday. for the foreseeable future. my return to daily writing about nothing is inspiring! it inspires!

this list is hilarious. the vengeance scale, indeed. 10.0 on the scale was kinda a given, though.

after probably a full year of not even loading the page, i've spent the past couple of months on the hollywood stock exchange. my buddy brent and i are in friendly competition to see who the biggest movie nerd is. i'd say he wins, but i'm putting up a good challenge.

this sounds good. i can't wait.

i got nothin' else, right now…

man…i've been listening to nothing but queens of the stone age and neurosis for the past month or so. every time i climb into the car and think about switching the cd out, some kickass rock song comes on, and i change my mind. i guess you can't fault them for rockin' so fuckin' hard, really. it's what they do, man. it's their calling.

i'm really starting to embrace this bipolar rebirth of mine, if only to flex some muscles and make myself find a way to write about the sheer amount of nothing that happens in my life on a daily basis.

nothing diary – 07.16.04:

last night i went out drinking with my buddy blaine (again). we had a good time. i ate dinner at the bar. it was a really good grilled cheese sandwich. they've started giving you a whole fucking order of poppers when you sub them for fries. this is something i will never complain about.

okay…maybe not.

practice went well, last night. everything really came together and the set is now a brutal hammer to the skull. we should have one hell of a time tomorrow. word is we're gonna have more storms tonight. i hope mother nature isn't thinking about fucking with this show…

so…we rescheduled band practice for last night, but it ended up getting cancelled. so now we're running down to the wire. we have one more "scheduled" practice tonight, and i think we're gonna have to practice again saturday before we load out and head over to the show. nothing is ever easy with l&n, i tell ya…we always have to cut things as close as possible.

in other show news, we'll be playing a new song. this new song doesn't have words yet. that oughta be entertaining. i was hoping to get another new song ready, but with the cancelled practices (damn you, mother nature!), it doesn't look likely. i guess it doesn't matter since we were only given 15 minutes to play. but, hey, we're not bitter. arch is playing right after us, so it should be a good time.

work has been driving me nuts, lately. since i changed my schedule, everything has been crazy around here. now, whenever i come in, there's always someone sitting at my desk. sitting there, spinning around in my chair. wasting time, refusing to move. they did this new schedule and then realized they didn't have enough desks for all the new full-timers they hired. way to go, people. way to fucking go. now i have to suffer, sitting at some chick's desk that's packed with all kinds of weirdass my little pony bullshit.

my friend mike still doesn't have power at his house. he doesn't expect to have power for another couple of days, as there are multiple trees laying across the street in front of his house. he and i decided to go out for some drinks and shoot the shit, just to keep him from having to sit around, doing nothing in the dark all night. so we spent a few hours and a few dollars wettin' our whistles down at the outlook. i've decided i really like the outlook…on weeknights. i can't stand the place on weekends, though. come friday and saturday night, the place is packed with the most amazing assortment of dickheads and douchebags ever, playing dave matthews and pearl jam all fucking night long. good times, good times.

75 or less is back up. looks like jon posted my neurosis review.

time to go back to staring at that freaky fluffy thing sitting on top of this monitor…

wow. mother nature spit some serious fury onto louisville, last night. we spent close to 12 hours with no power. there was one block of the main strip by our house that had power. that block happens to house my beloved q'doba and the liquor store. as you can imagine, we made the best of a bad situation. q'doba was packed, but that burrito really hit the spot.

band practice was cancelled because joe's power was out, as well.

so we grabbed some booze and went over to a friend's house and shot the shit with everyone else we know that lives in the neighborhood. it was a good time, really. the power should go out like that more often.

the funny thing: both times it's stormed in the past week, i was listening to the new neurosis record in the car. title of that record? the eye of every storm.

maybe i should get back to work.

just when i bust jon's balls about not running my reviews, he posts one of them: my minus the bear review is up over there at 75 or less. expect a few more to be posted in the coming days.

we put up a quick and dirty l&n page for everyone to…look at. we'll be listing all forthcoming shows there. the page will be getting a facelift sometime after we get done recording with kevin at the end of the month.

last night was hot wings with the girl and my buddy nate. wings were eaten, beer was consumed, a good time was had. things like last night make me appreciate my new schedule. well…almost.

i am legion looks really good. i can't wait for the english version to come out, though i wish they'd keep it at the same size as the european version. can't win 'em all, i guess.