Young Parisians - Adam And The Ants

Alright! Just got back from having a turkey burger @ Carl's Jr. (no jalapenos though) after watching the Sharks beat the Ducks in an overtime shootout, and I'm working on splitting an MP3 of a new musical project that I'm a part of. My leg feels great and I'm playing with an enthusiasm and vigor that I haven't felt in a long, long time. I had both Vegascendents and Aluminum Falcon practice earlier, and we were mixing the songs up and playing really well, better than we have in a long ass time. Jeremy decided he wasn't loud enough and bought himself another cabinet to increase his Thunder making abilities, for reasons why I don't know, but he did, and I'm pretty sure he's knocking my house off of it's foundations with every jam session, and I'm expecting the Police to come knocking at my door at almost any time during any given practice. I used to think I felt sorry for my neighbors for having to endure our noise making band sessions, what with the fart noises and the obnoxious dick jokes and all that but now, I really and truly pity them... LOL Now not only do they have to hear us, but now, Thanks to Jeremy, now they have to feel us as well! hahaha

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In my latest musical project, I jammed with this girl Allie, who used to be one of the bass players in the Objex, but I didn't hold that against her. ;-) What is it with me and jamming with ex-Objex bass players? LOL Anyways, her bass got stolen from her car when it was parked @ the Huntridge Tavern, and like at 7 o'clock this morning she went on Facebook and let everyone know what had happened, and to please keep an eye out for it, just in case someone saw it for sale somewhere, or heard about someone selling it or whatever. The chances of her getting her weapon back were slim at best. Literally 6 hours later, a late Christmas miracle occurred, and her bass was recovered. That. Fucking. Rules! :-) In what has to be one of the best feelgood stories you're going to hear about this year, her stolen bass was brought into Cowtown Guitars, where Jesse instantly recognized it and acted appropriately, giving the thieves $200 and telling them to get the fuck out of there or else he was calling the Police. To make things even more unbelievable, this isn't the first time Jesse has recovered a girls stolen bass - he did the same thing less than a month ago! Trippy, right? Yeah, if this keeps up, we're gonna have to start calling him the Bass Whisperer or something. I mean, he definitely has a magnet on him somewhere that attracts girl bass players and their instruments... ;-)

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Everything's updated. For reals this time! LOL I just got a bunch of DVD's in the mail, so I'm gonna go watch them and hopefully pass the fuck out. Later.