Sonic Voodoo

Sonic Voodoo was good last night, just as I expected. i'm sorry that Tonya missed it. The keyboard player, who is absolutely essential in the band, is actaully also a member of Foreigner, and is going on tour with them. Sonic Voodoo is playing two more shows with out him (though I don't know what they'll even do without him). After that, no Sonic Voodoo for the summer (except possibly for Fouth of July). I got home at about 1:45am, far too late for a good night's sleep, but I took the few hours that I could get. I mooched last night, which I almost NEVER do. I mooched a beer off of my friend Tish, and I mooched appetizers (onion rings, chicken tenders, jalepeno poppers) off of stacis. mr_cynical was also generous enough to buy me a beer. I shall pay them all back, of course.

Tonya was up and about last night before I left and she looked really tired, but otherwise okay. Hopefully she is fine. She probably doesn't like me talking about her, so I'll just say that I think she'll be fine and leave it at that. M'kay?

jarbabyj: Doug Weight has an injured pelvis. Are you responsible?

The Friday Assignment

Your friday assignment (sort-of-stolen from the beautiful snugglebug) is to say ten good things about yourself. Everyone has ten good things, so don't say it's impossible.

The rules:

1. You're not allowed to say ANYTHING negative about yourself (you can't say "I know a lot about cheese, but it's too bad that I can't pick a wine to save my life! I suck! I'm so stupid!" Instead, just say "I know a lot about cheese." and leave it at that.
   
2. You're not allowed to knock yourself down even a little. Don't say "I'm a good cook, but I could be better." when "I'm a good cook." is all you need. Also, no modifiers like "sort of" or "pretty good" or the like. Of course you could be better at things. Michael Jordon could be a better at basketball, Gary Kasparov could be better at chess, and CarrotTop could be better at not-being-funny, and they're all at the top of their respective fields.
   
3. That's it.

If you violate any of the rules (or neglect the assignment altogether), each person on your friends list is allowed to throw a wet sponge at you whenever they feel like it, from now until November 10, 2002.

Ten Things About Joey That ROCK!

• I am one funny motherfucker.


• I am generous.


• I am loyal to my friends.


• I am a good cook.


• I am patient.


• I am GREAT with children.


• I am good at seeing both sides of an argument.


• I am making myself a better person all the time.


• I am easy to get along with and DOGGONIT, people like me!


• I am creative.

More good stuff.

Two good things:

• Tonya made soup last night. It was Smoked Sausage and Wild Rice Soup with corn and potatoes and an enormous amount of pepper that made it absolutely perfect. It was absolutely delicious and I hope she didn't eat ALL of the leftovers because I'd like a little when I get home tonight.


• I got the 9% of my salary back that they took away in december. We did not get 401(k) matching back or merit increases. Managers did not get any of their 12% salary reduction back. But I got my money back, and that's kick-ass. They did put a little caveat in there that says it will be revoked if we have two consecutive months of negative PBT, though, so I hope the people around here who actually work are making us money. Or making us monkeys, which I would also like.

A thought i just had...

I'd like to see a movie where Spider-Man bites a normal goat and gives it super powers, such as being a really good kisser and being able to pee while standing, in addition to all the spider stuff. Then the goat could bite a buffalo and pass on his goat-powers, in addition to the spider powers and man powers that he acquired through his bite. The buffalo could bite a lemur, and the lemur could sink his teeth into a lion, and the lion could nibble on a koala bear, which itself will get toothy with a bulldog. If that bulldog ever bit a man, then Spider-Man-Goat-Buffalo-Lemur-Lion-Koala-Bulldog-Man would be born and save us all with his web-slinging and trash-eating and cud-chewing and roaring and eucalyptus-eating and gassy-slobbery-snoring. Plus, he'd be all cute like a lemur.

That would be a kick-ass movie, is all I'm saying.