The "D"

This was the opener for Tenacious D on Monday.


This is the encore of the D's show.


The greatest rock concert i have ever been to. Imagine Rose McGowan giving you a hand party while feeding you whipped cream from between her breasts.

Next Phase

A few updates:

I saw the Shining at a midnight showing in downtown San Jose. Good stuff. This "going out" concept has to be re-introduced slowly, but ogling hot chicks for most of the evening pushes enough incentive to get me off my ass and out of the house. It really does feel good to be alive. I know I'm alive because my penis tells me so. Hooray to cleavage, and hooray to my penis.

The show had a surprisingly quiet crowd. I think I'll do more of those. Next week is Fight Club; in a few weeks I'll most definitely be dropping by for the Big Lebowski.

Which reminds me; I have a couple of pictures from Halloween to share. Chloe and I dressed up as the Dude and Walter Sobchak, respectively. I'll drop some pictures into this post at random, for your viewing enjoyment (as well as to satisfy the inner-braggart).

On a completely different subject - Earlier last week, the big Davie B snuck (sneaked?) me out to an indoor rock climbing facility up the street. I think I'll be dropping some weight so i can join him. "Some" in my case, is the weight of an entire person. You can say I'm twice the man Brad Pitt is, simply because he weighs only half as much as I do.

Another change of subject - Mikel recently introduced me to Cowboy Action Shooting. This will fill that "Sergio Leone" void that has been gaping like James Woods' stomach in Videodrome. I'm not a gun nut in any variation of the connotation, but there is an unexplainable allure to dressing up in era-specific clothing and blasting a 6-shooter. As rediculous as it sounds, just reading about it makes me feel like a kid again.

Ketching Up

Since "Hell Week" a number of things have happened in my head. I'm still trying to get them all in a row so i can figure out what's going on. There are issues that i've never even comtemplated comtemplating that have pushed their way to the forefront. Like "do i like Granny Smith or Pippin apples more?" Or something a close friend said to my wife when she opened her store; "If you make a career of the things you love, you never have to work a day in your life" and such. I'll need some time to flush most of them out before i can effectively share. Right now i'm still in the "I don't know what it means, nor what I'm talking about" stage. It consists of excessive sighs and rhetorical questions.

To help solidify this foundation of new thought, there are a number of things of note that i know wont change in the next month or so.

My wife, for one, is a rock. While i was lying in the hospital bed she only shed a tear once, when she saw in my eyes that I truly thought i was going to leave her alone on this Earth. She's the real deal.

Two, World of Warcraft is an immense timesink. I officially quit today, with my account cancellation taking effect (i believe) on the 22nd. The worst aspect of the game was that it catered to my obbsessive compulsive and addictive tendencies. The valued aspect would most definitely be all the wonderful friends i've made online over the last two years. As i'm writing this i can't believe i've spent at least half of my free time over the last 22 months in the alternate world of a video game. There was a time where i'd mentally left-mouse click on everyone i met in real life to figure out their stats and/or item bonuses.

Three, there are many things due to change. I can feel it, i'm on the cusp of something big. Don't confuse this with dellusions of grandeaur, "big" is a relative term and for me simply means a shift is in the works. And I'm going to set forth these changes, not a diabolical unseen force. (So with that i can at least attempt to convince you sanity has not yet left the building).

More to come... I still have to post some Halloween pics!