Every once and awhile something comes up that completely blows your shit. This is one of those things. Noah recently informed me about a link Productshop NYC has posted regarding this interview with the soon to be infamous Ron Burgundy after a special screening of his new film Anchorman. This event could cause a side to split, but it’s a chance this kid is willing to take. The only problem is that the event is sold out, so who can help Noah and I out with tickets? Money, booze, slave labor, drugs and or sexual favors are up for trade.
Last night was a pretty kick ass rockless evening. It started with a quick check of Hawkins new digs. That’s right folks, after 57 days of squatting on my couch completely rent free, Mr. Pham has gotten his own pad. It’s a bitching one bedroom on Avenue B. Some may wonder how this kid who was crashing for 57 days could afford a big apartment with a washer dryer unit right inside. But don’t get upset. And as Jay-Z might say, don’t hate because he is getting money like athletes.
Stevo and I finished up our beers on Hawks terrace before heading over to Bside to hang out with Karen, Josh, Sivan and Will. We drank half price beverages while shooting pool and listening to Will’s tour stories. They just returned from a long stint on the road and he couldn’t have been happier. If you see him out and about, ask him what happened on the Canadian boarder. You may pee your pants.
We finished up as happy hour was coming to a close. Stevo and I left the bar and headed to Cafecito for some bitch’n Cuban grub. Check this place out next time you are in the area. It’s located on Ave C between 11th and 12th streets. They have great specialty drinks, (including mojitos and a margarita machine). Their prices are beyond reasonable for the amount of food they dish out. My Ropa Veja was made with flank steak rather than skrit, and it was definitely superior to any other Cuban dish I’ve had in Manhattan.
After dinner I returned home to say later on to Builder who headed to North Carolina for some summer vacation with the boys. Wait till he sees what we do to his room this time!
In case you aren’t on my email list (send me one if you want on), here are a few events going down this weekend that will be worth your time. I’ll be hitting up the house party in Brooklyn tonight, but first Beach and I are hopping the 7 train and heading to Shea. Mussina will be heaving this evening against the always dangerous Steve “we kicked his ass last Sunday” Trachsel. Go Yanks!
Friday: Brooklyn House/Patio Party
Hosted by Danielle "DizzyD" Pickett and Erin "TittyToucher" Edieken
Kick off around 8pm, BYOB (some tequila will be floating around)
Directions are as such: L to Graham Avenue--Take the south west
exit(to the right)--Take another right onto Graham Avenue--Walk three
blocks to Powers St and take another right--Walk till you hit 149
Powers and buzz the bottom buzzer marked Rear House.
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Also Friday: The Boy Bathing (9pm, $7)
Featuring the lovely Jeannie Scofield
@ Pianos (158 Ludlow near Stanton, NYC)
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Saturday, July 3: Arbor Day (9pm, FREE!)
Featuring the bearded Dan Rosato on drums and don't forget Dilly, Vin, Andy and Joe!
@ Luna Lounge (171 Ludlow Street btwn Houston/Stanton)
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Other shows: Go Station (7.3 @ Mercury); Oxford Collaspe (7.3 @ Rothko);
Icraus Line w/Dead Meadow (7.4 @ Knit); Fire Works Go Up!(7.5 @ Mercury).
When I turned 13 years old, I was eligible for Senior League Baseball. After tryouts, I was drafted by J&E Pluming who already had a powerhouse of a team. One of my teammates, Tim Wisor aka T-Fro, told me this little piece of advice during the first game of the season, “If there is grass on the infield, play ball. If not, scrimmage.” T-Fro’s Confucius like words really sunk in. He made me realize that most dudes are sleepy as hell and will sleep with someone with no regard to the legality of the situation.
Yesterday my mother phoned me at work and informed me that Larry Stiner, the asshole Athletic Director at Clearfield Area High School, had indirectly taken some of T-Fro’s wisdom to heart. Mr. Stiner was let go from the School District because he was fucking kids. He got caught with a 17 year old girl. Back in 9th grade I remember a rumor circulating that Larry Stiner had been sleeping with one of the senior cheerleaders whose name I believe was (I removed it. Shouldn't cause too much of a stink). He constantly called cheerleaders into his office for meetings which leads me to believe that this kind of below the legal line of dip sticking is nothing new. Mr. Stiner, I salute you. You were a prick to me, my friends and most of the kids who didn’t wrestle or play football. Hopefully criminal charges will be pressed and this guy will have to spend a couple years being someone else’s bitch. Maybe next time I’m home he will be out at a bar, slowly killing himself with hooch and I can laugh in his face.
Now I know some of you (one for sure) have girlfriends that may be straddling that child-adult line pretty closely, and I’m not the biggest advocate of that, but if you are in love, you’re in love. The problem with old Larry’s situation was that he was or is married and has a family. Fucking pervert.
- Here is CNN’s coverage of our long lost Godfather. RIP Marlon.
- Tom Waits has a new record on the way. It will be released on an Epitaph imprint this fall.
- Bill Cosby hates African Americans! Ok, maybe he doesn’t but his comments don’t seem to reflect any sort of brotherhood. I did like the finger pointing at the parents. He is right on that regard.
- Yes, rock documentaries are back. You better believe it.
- This looks interesting. Larry Clark takes his story to the west coast.
- Junkmedia has a talk with !!! (Chk Chk Chk) and they explain how they cope with their Pavement like existence.
- John, come on now… Dick Gephardt? Are you serious? Were you in Iowa? Let’s cross that name off the list. We have a serious election to win.
- Well, now I’ve heard everything. Jennifer Lopez used to fake puking to get out of sex. How unfair is that? Usually it’s my puking that prevents me from having sex. Don’t use my tactics you rich bitch. Some of us have problems.
4 Comments:
saweet jay! i love how you mention the cheerleader's name (heather). still though, it sucks about your teacher being a douchbag and all. most jocks that are homophobic or brag too much about sexploits are probably gay. you see, dressing and acting in drag goes both ways. also, my buddy just bought one of those margarita machines and i've been on a lime green liquid diet ever since. scat turdly
are you cereal scat? do you really have a margarita machine? if that isn't a joke, please let me know when i can share in the goodness? El Nuevo's take our margaritas are getting expensive.
yes jay, i am 100% serious and it is awesome. actually my buddy bought it at some auction for charity (i know it's randon but we were wasted and it seemed and even better idea when we got sober). however, i know a few places that you could probably buy one for cheap if you wanted. there's a store on bowery that i'll tell you about if you want to know. scat turdly
Veiled shoutout! w00t!
I miss the LES.
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