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Monday, July 9, 2012

Awesomeness

I was at work tonight, and decided to watch Dr. Horrible's Sing Along Blog. I love that shit. And, I know all the songs.

I'm sitting here, singing along, when I remembered something I had told a friend last Halloween: I want to be Dr. Horrible or Captain Hammer for next Halloween.

So, I bought this:




You're welcome, fellow readers.

Sunday, July 8, 2012

I'm a boring person

So, apparently, I've either hit a wall with my writing, or my life just isn't that interesting anymore.

I mean, I'm moving on the 15th into a studio apartment in Downtown Seattle. Right across from the Space Needle. (I'll probably put up some pictures when I get all moved in.) I still have a great job, I am still single, sterile and disease free.

I went to the Mayhem festival last Tuesday, which was pretty cool. But, I have to say one thing. And, I know that a lot of my friends will probably slap me for saying this:

FUCK SLAYER. They suck.

That's right, I said it. Slayer sucks. At the show, they could have put on a CD, and it would have sounded better. Don't get me wrong, the crowd seemed into it, as there was a lot of moshing going on. But, I am pretty sure that all of those people were completely fucking wasted at the time. Plus, whoever was the sound tech for them should be hung upside down and set on fire. The band didn't seem into the show at all. I was very disappointed.

On the other hand, Anthrax was awesome, Motorhead kicked ass, and Slipknot thrashed.

I had never seen any of these bands live, and I got to see all of them in one night. I'll tell you one thing, though. Slipknot was amazing. I already knew about their schtick, but their show was like this:

Someone let a few of the patients from a mental hospital out for a weekday pass, they all got arrested, sent to jail with their orange jumpsuits, and started something like Blue Man Group with singing. There were THREE drum sets on stage. Two of them were up front, and seemed to be made from old beer kegs or something. The set on the right was on a lift, and raised up to 20 feet in the air. And spinned. While they were playing. When it came back down, the guy on that set grabbed a club from off stage, and started banging time on the side of one of the drums.

I loved it.

We decided to try and beat traffic, so we left a bit early. We only got about 500 yards from the venue, when traffic came to a dead stop. It took us almost an hour to go 2 miles. Once we got past Muckleshoot Casino, Traffic was a LOT better.


Got home, drank a bit more, and passed out. Even with the shitty Slayer performance, I had a great time.

Not much else is happening. I finally got the paperwork that certifies that I am now sterile. Which is wonderful. I have one kid, and that's enough. Also, I got tested for STDs, and I came up completely negative. It's not that I didn't expect that, It's just refreshing to have actual paperwork that says it.

Other than my life is boring. So, I'll give you this: