March 22, 2003

I was driving over my parents house this morning. Down the Flaming Raymond Memorial Highway. I was listening to “Kick Out the Jams” on 88.7 FM WJCU hosted by Mitch Capka. It is the best college radio program ever. He played a song. It rocked. Hard. While I was listening to this epic length jam, I was saying to myself that I had to get the record – whatever it was that he was playing – and I was getting ready to take mental notes so I could go to the store and buy it today. The song was “Take Off” by Gun. The funny thing is, I already have this record. He Who Can Not Be Mentioned in a BLOG Ever Again – ever made me a copy of the record a couple of years ago. That is the kind of life I am living.

I just went to buy a paper. I put five nickels and one dime in the box. I did not get a paper and it stole my dime. I went to the box on the other side of the block. There was a dime sitting in the coin return. I got the paper. That is the kind of luck that I am having.

I went out with Andrej last night after practice. We went to the Beachland Ballroom to see the Black Keys. It was a good time. The Beachland Ballroom was packed with strangers. Andrej and I, through years of tight friendship and years of not really speaking to each other, click. We are clicking now. We always have clicked. I feel bad for the world because we are two people who should not really be clicking with each other.

posted by Thea at 8:42 PM

March 20, 2003

I am not happy about all of this news coverage. I don’t need to see every shot that is fired. Since there is a war going on, I can assume most of what is happening in Iraq. I don’t want to see all of it. If I have to give up television until it is over, I am willing to make that sacrifice. Yesterday, I watched my first complete presidential address ever. I know it was a short one but I watched the whole thing. I am the same person who did not know that the cops got off for beating Rodney King and that is what started the whole L.A. Riots until years later watching “Behind the Riot” on VH1. There has to be a happy medium between full presidential address and total ignorance.

I am tired. I am tired from being busy. Real busy. Real fucking busy. I think that every minute of my life is spoken for from now until Easter – at least. I am writing, writing some more, practicing with Andrej, with Dirt, by myself, working, walking… so much stuff that I was thinking about making a “To Do” list for my free time this morning. That is too much to do. Is this how Elvis got addicted to wake up doobies?


posted by Thea at 9:41 PM

March 19, 2003

I am home from Boulder at the Beachland Ballroom. And it is not even bedtime yet. Boulder rocked. They played the classic rock set and only one small item from was thrown by Smoking Steve at Jamie from Boulder. Big ups to Smoking Steve, Scum, the Sneak, Sprout, He Who Can Not Be Mentioned in a BLOG Ever Again – ever, and anybody else who was at the show who does not have a name. It was a good time. I rocked out. I was driving home when I heard the news about the war. The news was on the radio instead of the Cavs. As soon as they announced that the game was on a different station, I changed channels. And then they stopped the Cav’s game for the president’s address. You know it is serious when they stop the game.

posted by Thea at 10:36 PM

March 18, 2003

I saw humanity yesterday. Right in front of my face. Lots of humanity. Drinking beer. Acting stupid. It was the first time I have been out of the office on St. Patrick’s Day since 1999. I forgot how much I hate humanity. I don’t really feel good about people in general. It is sad – the whole situation. I wish better for my fellow man but I know that they are not capable of any better. I shut myself off. I try to pretend that I am not here. That is the best I can do. I saw Thea in the midst of all this humanity. Poor Thea. I have way more to say on this subject. I am saving it for the next Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show. It will be a hoot – or a death hoot.

We are about to attack Iraq. They say that there is a certainty that terrorists will attack us. I don’t know why, living in a major metropolitan area by a large body of fresh water and working in the tallest building between New York, NY and Chicago, IL (way up there), that I am not bothered by threat of terrorism at all. Not in the least. I am just not afraid of terrorism. I guess I have enough everyday anxiety. The big stuff does not get to me. That said, I know that people are worried and I empathize. I know that people are going to die and I sympathize. I pray for peace. I pray that nobody gets hurt. I pray for it to end quickly. I pray that we learn something. I pray that we move forward. I pray for humanity.

posted by Thea at 9:32 PM

March 16, 2003

I thought I would get a quick one in before things got rolling on the Rock Hall induction ceremony show. The Righteous Brothers are on now. I know there will be no Phil Spector appearance so I don’t need to bother. It was a nice day. Laurie and I went for a long walk. My favorite thing about the first warm day of spring is seeing all of the robust (is that a nice word for it?) women of Cleveland, OH who have put on ten pounds since last fall walking around with the close that fit ten pounds ago. Nice – if you like a robust woman. You know I am a Polish man and a dude. So the answer is… I certainly fucking do. It was a nice day indeed. Rock and Roll. Thrash till Death. Big ups to everybody. All of that crap. I feel reborn. A little sunshine will do that for you. I am thinking about getting loose tomorrow. I am going to make a perfunctory appearance at the office and then see what happens. I really can’t be expected to work all day, can I? Tune in to tomorrow’s Assholier than Thou Good Times Happy Friends Monday Morning Radio Show. I have a feeling it is going to be a good one.

posted by Thea at 9:16 PM