2003-03-01 - 7:53 p.m.
Did I say recently that I was getting old? Well, earlier this week I saw Pere Ubu and was--almost--the youngest person there. Then last night I saw Queens of the Stone Age at UCSD and was--definitely--the oldest person there. So I've decided that I'm at exactly the age I'm supposed to be.
Oh, and I also saw Henry Rollins in the middle of the week and was--um, yelled at by him for three hours nonstop. But in a good way.
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One of the petty annoyances my nondisabled friends have to put up with is that, if one of them goes someplace with me, people frequently act as if he is my personal attendant. You know, because isn't it SO SWEET that he takes his little handicapped friend out once in a while? (Yeah, isn't it, though? I mean, that dark and windowless room in my parents' attic doesn't even have cable.)
Still, every so often it pays off. Like when I'm on the guest list for a QOTSA show and the guy who put me on it forgot to give me a +1, but the tweeker at the box office lets my friend Jeff in anyway in case I crap my pants during the show and I need him to clean up. Or I need someone to jerk me off to climax because listening to two hours of that devil's music has got me all hot and bothered. Or something.
Anyway, QOTSA was awesome. Although Josh Homme looks a lot like Craig Kilborn's cooler evil twin, and I found that very unsettling.
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Best T-shirt slogan I've heard about lately but haven't actually seen myself: EVEN JESUS HATES CREED.
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Just to be clear, I don't really need anyone to wipe my ass for me, OR jerk me off--and if I did, I'd hire a professional before asking any of my friends to do it. Not only do pros possess special training, but I can be reasonably sure they've washed their hands recently. Which is more than I can say for a lot of my friends.
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Everybody go read Tunguskan now. He is a snarkist of the highest order, and I'm not just saying that because I know him. Besides, he just wrote me a note reminding me of a great Reverend Horton Heat/Supersuckers show we saw in L.A. a few years back. (Didn't you spend most of it staring at the ass of the dude in front of you, though?)
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