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12/4/02 zip zap zup
12/3/02 I'm up
11/17/02 oh no....oh no
11/15/02 - had it too good for too long
In an hour there is a going away party for four ladies in my department. They are getting moved upstairs. Jane ordered guacamole for the party. YAY!
11/12/02 - let's get together in a bathroom stall
11/11/02 - you got any wieners over there?
11/8/02 - ...like ER on acid
11/6/02 - guys are swimming, guys are sailing
11/4/02 - Happy Birthday, Mark!
We went to Maria's Cantina before and after the play. Its right next to the old high-school and I had never been there. The Margarita tasted a little like medicine, but the 7 layer nacho was noice! I saw some old teachers of mine at the play. It was nice that they remembered me. I used to clean the mouse cages for science teacher, Mr. McCarthy. He said, "Adam was great at cleaning those cages. So if you ever need a recommendation, call me." Funny guy. The next day after being bitten many times by my brother's dog, Pauline and I went to the Mutter Museum of Medical Oddities in downtown Philly. It wasn't so much oddities as it was pathologies, really, but it was still very interesting. My favorite part, albeit the most disturbing was all of the babies in jars that were born with their organs on the outside of their bodies. Next to all these babies in jars, there was a fetal pig in a jar. I thought, "Oh my gosh! What's wrong with this baby?" But it was a pig with some other deformity. The 7'9" tall skeleton was pretty cool, too. 11/1/02 - "hey buddy, got milk?"
At about 3:30 pm, the girls on the floor told me they were going to the HBO Halloween party to get a free soda. I put on the giant milk carton and went with them. This was seriously one of the best Halloween parties I'd ever been to. Free beer and wine, a pumpin disco, a bunch of people in costume, and I swear I think there were chicken wings there, too. No one could see who I was inside the Milk carton. Anonymity is a beautiful thing. You can do anything. People I never met would look through my face hole and try to see who I was. But no one here really knows me anyway. "You don't know me! I''m a temp!" And I'd punctuate the sentence by slamming a beer (which looked really funny because I had to lean really far back to reach my mouth. At around 5 they announced a costume contest. I was worried that I blew my chances of winning because I talked dirty to the judge, like I said, anonymity rules! But they did the Kiki Shepard applause-o-meter and I figured that I at least placed. But you never know how these company costume contests can be fixed. I didn't win 'best male', they gave it to a guy dressed as Moses. I figured he must be a power executive or something. A hippie chick won 'best female', and 'best overall' went to...MILK CARTON! I felt like a princess, so I pounded a beer and started dancing with Kelly Osborne (who got an honorable mention). I had to get back to Jersey so I could get to Boonies and win that costume contest. I was getting pretty cocky, but I feeling so good. I was running down 42nd street to the port authority (which I think looked pretty funny) and all of a sudden I see Moses. He's like, "Hey, Milk Carton! Good job!" "You too, Moses!" his costume was pretty good, "You live in Jersey?" "Yeah" "Cool, let's go to the Port Authority together!" And we did. "Moses, What's your name?" "Stu Levine" "Stu! Its me! Its Adam!" Stu and I are buddies but we didn't recognize each other at the party. Together we danced around at Port Authority. Got back to Jersey around 7pm and Pauline was back from Chicago! Yay! But she was too tired and hungover to go to the costume party. Boo! We ordered some really good Chinese food and I took a disco nap. Got to Jeanie's house around 9pm and LEW was there dressed as Captain Soggy Crotch! Jeanie was dressed as a fire fighter (Lew picked up the outfit at Walmart for $5) and we were off to Boonies for a night of Dancing and masquerade debauchery. Well, that couldn't have been further from the truth. I fell through the front door to find no one in costume and no dance music playing. But still, the record needle scratched as I entered. The owner apologized profusely for not promoting and that next year would be better. The rest of the party showed up and we still had a good time. Hell, I was in a giant Milk Carton, I could have a good time ANYWHERE! The best was when the bar owner put on the milk carton costume and danced around and I could see how absolutely ridiculous it looked. There was another costume contest and Milk Carton swept. I had a great time the other night on my birthday, but it was a pretty low key evening, and I needed some action in a major way. So Captain Soggy Crotch, Jeanie and I went over to Uncle Joe's to see what was going on. The DJ was playing the Sonics, so right off we were dancing. There was skateboarding in the milk carton costume and dirty dancing with inflatable skeletons...one of which I was surprised to see in the back of the van this morning. By the end of the evening, Milk carton was starting to come apart at the seams, and I think it was a spectacular Captain Soggy Crotch dog-pile on the dance floor that put it out commission. But by this point Milk Carton had won three costume contests, so it was fine that she was out to pasture. Back at Jean's, Lew showed us his animation project that seriously could have been a school house rock. So cool. We watched the baby get berthed again...Jeanie made Korean beef...I slept on the little cheetah couch. Woke up, dry as a bone and sore. Like I had been punched in the arms fifty times sore. But I feel on top of the world good, too. I love Halloween. Oh my god. We have a show tonight. I wish I could bring Milk Carton to that.
10/30/02 - birthday shout out on PLJ
Pauline gave me a theremin building kit for my Birthday. For three nights I soldered and I connected wires...and the theremin wouldn't make a sound. I figured I'd have to do some trouble shooting, but after two days I was starting to freak out a little. I couldn't think. I couldn't eat anything except the two foot sausage my grandmother sent me. All that sausage made me sick and I stayed home from work on Monday. I called the Theremin help line and after two hours of testing voltage, they helped me pinpoint the bad solder connection and my Theremin let out a squeal. Hot Shit. I'm still trying to get it tuned correctly, but at least it works. Over the weekend I threw my first videogame party. I brought the second TV and the back bench of the van downstairs and the Shy Guys brought over a GameCube. I learned that playing a 4 player split screen videogame is way more fun than playing by yourself. Last night I saw the videotape of Jean's friend Lauren having a baby. Wow. Holy Shit. Its pretty exciting. Maybe because I know the girl, but it was way better than a Discovery Health channel berthing. All the ladies in the room we're making a face like they were having the baby, too, and the father was like, "Oh my freakin' God!" Lauren really birthed like a champ, too. It only took like 15 minutes. 10/25/02 - time to go home
10/24/02 - fast as lightning
Today there was no construction on the Holland Tunnel so we breezed right through and I actually got to work early. Normally we sit in traffic for an annoying 20 minutes or so. You know what this means...20 extra minutes of sleep! One night on tour Lew caught me coming out of the bathroom and told me that he knew I hadn't washed my hands. Then he said something about fecal matter. It really stuck in my mind. Now EVERY time I go poop, while I'm washing my hands (more of a rinse, actually) I think to myself, "Gotta get that fecal matter off my hands." Thanks Lew.
10/23/02 - I miss Lew
I mix hot cocoa mix with my oatmeal. Eez gud. 10/22/02 - spend a night in a haunted house
10/21/02 - got spooked by The Ring I don't understand how someone can get Ranch 1 takeout food for lunch, eat half, stick the other half in the little office fridge in the kitchen, and then forget about it for weeks. Maybe I'm a vulture, I don't know.
10/19/02 - New Jersey is Miller Time I've had to reach into the toilet tank more times this week than I care to admit, and everytime, I get this black stuff all over my fingers. what the hell is that? 10/17/02 - Better pay those bills, DanDinner with Mrs. Vassiliadis was pretty fun. Grilled octopus, tzatziki and pita, and steamed mussels with white sauce. Uncle Nick: "Do you want the red or the white sauce?" Me: I don't know, what's the difference?" Uncle Nick: "White is good." Me: "I'll take the white then." On the way home, Pauline and I bought flowers together. P: "What color should we get?" Me: "Call me crazy, but I like the pink." Later that night Pauline threw up a lot because of the mussels. I had forgot that the same thing happened to her at the RFTC show 2 years ago. I guess she really is allergic to shellfish. When the barf noise slowed down, I went into the bathroom and rubbed her back. Things seem a little better...even with puked up seafood. 10/16/02 - I shouldn't have ate the plate of foodIt happened. Our wedding plans are officially postponed. This morning she finally admitted that she wasn't happy, which wasn't much of a surprise to me since we hardly spend time together anyway...unless you count sitting in front of the TV watching reality-dating shows. Normally I'm so relieved when things fall apart with my girlfriends, but this feels kind of sad, actually. Today is her mom's birthday and we're going to a Greek restaurant called "Uncle Nick's." What the fuck! God, I'm so frustrated I don't know what to do. She loves her new friends so much and I can't afford and don't really enjoy going out drinking with them. Not that I really get invited to go. But then, I don't invite Pauline to go on the DBA tours. Its like we both have these separate worlds that are far more interesting to us than our relationship with each other. What a shame. This is so sad. I know we're still in love, but our relationship has been falling apart for months and we're both too self involved to do anything about it. So what now? Any effort I put forth feels phony. The kisses and cuddles are too late, if I go with her friends to happy hour, its just like I'm there to save my relationship, oh but we have that show on Friday anyway. I'm so afraid of the end. I have this feeling that we are not going to make it through this. Like, her saying that she's not happy is just an indication of what's to come, and I dread what comes.
10/15/02 - "why is productivity down?"Last week my brother emailed me about the Oodles and Man comic. Then there was that message in the guestbook, so I fixed the links. The real deal is that I'm embarrassed for not having updated in so long. Before I was cranking out 2 or 3 comics a day. Dropped the ball. I have been working on a website, though, but its not done AND its top secret. aww, what the heck...click me. 10/14/02 - "she must have been the speed of light"Friday night was Gui's surprise birthday party, which wasn't really a surprise since he got there before all the guests. The most memorable moment for me was when a really tall man in a French beret and shiny black shirt was dancing around to Planet Claire. Afterwards, Pauline was still feeling sick, so I bought her a double shot of whiskey at Ruddy's (local stinky-pee dive bar) to put her to sleep. They gave it to me in a plastic cup with tin foil over the top. Kind of ghetto, but also very accommodating since they can't sell liquor as take out after ten o'clock. The next morning I decided that Gin and Tonics are not my new 'drink'. Headache city. 10/10/02 - "can not undo"I didn't go roller skating last night. Pauline was feeling pretty sick, so I went home instead. I installed OS X on the computer and now all the expensive software doesn't run anymore. woo hoo! On the way to work today, I realized that I know the sequence of the traffic lights and how they will change depending on which route I take from the bus station to work. Maybe if I walk a little faster I won't hit any reds...or a little slower. 10/9/02 - "cookin' dinner with the kfm"Tonight I am going on a roller-skate date at the Roxy with Pauline. I'm excited for two reasons. One, that I'll hopefully solve the mystery of the phantom mp3 player that turned up in the van. It didn't belong to the Ergs, and if it doesn't belong to one of the girls I helped move, then its got to be mine...I figure this is fair because my disc man got stolen from the very last Souse House party and I've been without headphone music for so long...so its like roundabout karma, right? And two, I CAN'T WAIT TO SKATE! 10/8/02 - "kiss, tickle, mourn, give giftI left my Sim family alone while I went to work yesterday and when I got home the house was quiet. Apparently, they played with firecrackers until they had enough careless accidents to wipe out the entire family of 8. Last night I went over to Gui's house and we listened to a band called Goton Project, they were ok, but I liked the cd packaging the best. Then we went up to the roof and it was kinda like that 70's show. I called Christine "Swedish"...she's Swiss! Swiss! She gave me a fatty Swiss chocolate bar (yum!)and 'cool' swiss cigarettes. 10/1/02 - "I love this town"Well I finally figured out what is wrong with me. It's the Coffee. Today I read the fine print on the office's Flavia (rhymes with 'labia') coffee machine and everything became clear. The Flavia is one of those machines that makes coffee by the cup, and you get to pick the flavor by inserting these little packets of coffee in to the chute. Then you have to put your cup underneath the hose and it squirts into your cup. When the machine is done, it makes a grinding noise and then a crunching noise. That's when I say the line from Ghostbusters, "The light is green, the trap is clean" and I pull my cup out like its an empty ghost trap. So I had been using the Costa Rica coffee packets because this lady, Janice, who is an EMT in Montclair (but she said she mostly just drives around in the ambulance and gets coffee with her co-EMTs), said that once you go Costa Rican, you can never go back. It was ok, I guess. But ever since I had started on the Costa Rica I'd been panicked, stressed and generally a lot less relaxed than usual. So today I finally see on the Flavia Coffee scale that Costa Rica Blend has a perfect score of 5 out of 5 in the "Strength/Force" meter. Damn. So today I switched over to Breakfast Blend. It only rates a 2. 9/22/02 - "give it up for Gui and Christine"So I'm watching the videogame channel and MArk Hopper from Blink182 is on there being interviewed in his pimped out tour bus. its got little flat screen tvs everywhere and PS2 and XBoX of course, and bunks and a master bedroom...and then I find out that every member of the band has a bus like this. DAMN. I was gonna call jeanie and be like "Turn on 138" but it was over pretty quick. I don't think I'd want to ride in a different bus then my bandmates, if we had bus even. I'd get lonely and hang out on their busses anyway. Today is also PV's birthday. we went to the park an took pictures of eachother with the camera I got her. then GUi and Christine came over for the Sopranos. Gui spent his day planting trees.
9/12/02 - "Are these pants couture?"It hadn't felt like a year had gone by until I saw that a huge tent was being erected in Bryant Park for Fashion Week. Last year I remember all these Fashion assistants talking on cell phones and walkie talkies. "The designers aren't gonna like this." And Fashion Week was canceled. Vote Oodles! 9/3/02 - That's not a cow!Got back from Greece on Monday. I'm going to live there one day. And own a boat. But I'm gonna learn how to sail because I can't be bothered with boat gas. Highlights: "No Milk, no cheese", Vomitorium on the high-speed ferry, sleeping on the deck on the overnight slow speed ferry, grilled octopus, floating around the Mediterranean on a busted Microsoft air mattress, fishermen in zorba hats, father Nicholas ringing the bells at 9 in the morning and freaking Ennio out, feeding the stray cats at the table. beating Pauline 5 out of 7 games of backgammon, the egg-car, and being chased by the bull on the farm road. Oodles and Man is climbing the charts at topwebcomics.com. That is FANTASTIC! Thank you so much!!! Please keep voting and I'll keep updating. 8/8/02 - oodlesI've gotten kind of bored of doing journal entries as of late. And when I don't feel like doing them, they just come out like bullshit anyway, and I don't want to bullshit anybody. I want to contine journal entries, but in a way that's fun for me. In comic form. Its basically the same as a journal, but its called Oodles and Man. I'll be over there for a while. 7/29/02 - strangers on a busWriting in here means that the tour is officially over. I've been milking it for the past 2 weeks. But I'm back. I made a new friend on the bus. His name is Gui. At first I was a little weirded out because he was really friendly and I thought maybe there was something fishy about him. Then I won't over to his house and hung out with him and his girlfriend, drank some whiskey and hung out on his roof. Gui is cool! I like Gui. His favorite PlayStation game is my favorite PlayStation game. Underneath his coffee table there was a copy of the Monster Manual. I love this guy! I was all worried that things would turn out like that movie The Cable Guy, but now I've realized, if anything, I'm the cable guy! 7/4/02 - Hold me closer tiny dancer!Portland has the most strip bars per capita in the world. Nate took us to Mary's (the punk rock strrip bar) where the ladies would pick songs on the jukebox on stage before they would dance. They didn't have surrender, though. I bought a hot jacket from the bar tender...who was more like your neighbors mom than a stripbar bar tender. Jeanie, Lew and I sat up at the front for one girl's set. We had a total of 8 dollars between the three of us. When a boobie went into Jeanie's beer, we we're broke. I should also mention that in LA we got the major hook up from my friends Katy and Michael and Julie. Pizza beer and a The Monkey's Head. LA was a blast. I understand surfing now. We rode some waves in Manhattan Beach...body surfed, not real surfing, but when you get sucked into that pocket and you are pulled up above the wave and little kids are trying to get out of my way. freakin rule. Surfs up, baby! 7/3/02 - bing bang bo dead leg!Right now I'm at Nate Bedortha's apartment in Portland. I've never been here before. There are a lot of very large trees. Nate and Jeanie are making a Pizzza. We are very hungry. Last night we drove a lot! We didn't get to Timbo's till after midnight. I got cranky and had to take a nap in the back of teh van. Jeanie and I have a new game where we give eachother dead legs. Very fun, but sometimes not so fun when you get a dead leg when you have your eyes closed or something. 7/2/02 - Camper Van CrackerI am the first one to wake up this morning. Actually, Dan might be awake, but he stayed at his sister's house last night. My hair looks perfect. Its like a one in a million bed head. We are staying at Jeanie's internet friend's house. She is a very nice lady and threw a little party for us after the show. There was a guy named Theo here and he told a lot of jokes and did a card trick. I got to play some records that I bought on Haight street. So far I'm four for four for picking out stuff that I like without ever hearing it. Jeanie and I split a two pound crab at Fisherman's Warph the other day. Hot shit. Lew wanted to ride the trolley, but never got around to it. He did buy a rubber lobster that squeaks and has hung it from the rear view mirror. there is only half a tour left and that is sad. I would stay on the road forever if that was possible. 6/30/02 - "Down in Oakland..off of west grand..."I'm in Oakland California. THere is a Bar-B-Q and I'm drinking a Rolling ROck. Jeanie is meeting one of her online frineds. There is a chance that I will meet one of mine tomorrow at the show...if she can figure out where Parkside is. No one seems to know. Anyway, last night we stayed at the home of Sounds Familiar. They had a pool and we played 5 on 5 water polo. Dba vs. Vasalia. We lost but were up 2 points for a second. fun fun fun. oodily oodily oodily. have spent like 5 days away form a computer and its been great. 1/29/02 - "We don't have Iced Tea"Got on a bill last minute yesterday in Lewisville, TX. It was an in-store ate warehouse music with Fish Boy and Lucy Loves Schroder. We just played a short set to try to entice more people to come to Denton for today. Right now people are watching the nudie scenes from American Beauty and AMerican Pie, Two movies with American and boobs. Chad and Jessa just came home. "are you guys watching porno movies in here?" LOL. Today we are going to eat at Steve's BBQ shack. Its got teh best BBQ ever. falls off the bones. I also need to pick up Lourdes a Texas pin from somewhere. Almost time to eat. 1/28/02 - "Taco's for breakfast"Played Waco last night. Great show. Lotsa kids and lotsa mohawks. Stayed with Andrew and his brother Jimmy. We watched a soccer game with their friend Angel on the front lawn because they couldn't smoke in the house. Then we went for a drive in Andrew's sparkley blue Impala. I saw Waco Lake. This is a beautiful place, I thought as I rode with my head out the window like a dog. 1/27/02 - "Ina El-El-Ina Elavator!"Played Dallas last night which was pretty cool. My friends. Rob and Rosie, came up to the show but missed it because they got pulled over and searched on I-35. That sucks. I hope they can make it to Waco tonight. I went swimming in Chad and Jessa's apartment complex's pool with Dan and Mike, there were some girls there playing Aerosmith on their ghetto blaster. Aerosmith is pretty good. Then another lady came to the pool and asked them to turn it down because she was studying or something. Chad and Jessa have a very cool apartment. Its full of cool toys and records and cds. They keep their toothbrushes in a scooby doo mystery machine. 6/20/02 - "dedicate this one to Rob and Rosie"The coolest thing happened after teh Emo's show in Austin. THis girl came up to Jeanie and I and asked if we would be in town on Friday because she was throwing a party and wanted us to come. "WE LOVE TO PARTY!" But we'll be in playing in Waco. too bad. Still, cool that she got the vibe without even meeting us. 6/19/02 - "this dog is a crazy person"Last night I had a long, much needed talk with Jean about her birthday. IT was totally glossed over. THe Van crap, the shreaded vocal chords, the 15 paying customers in Nashville, the tour in general are all just excuses to try to feel better about shitty behavior. Yeah, there was a Birthday party in Louisville, but the thought wasn't there. Staying at Hoopty and Lindsay's sweet pad in Austin. They have a very nice keyboard. Stayed with Marsh and Daphne in Jackson. I love Jackson so much. I'd move there. so layed back I felt relaxed for a second. Not to mention they have an awesome band called the Overnight Lows. Guitars were thrown. Emo's tonight. Can't wait. the knuckle wrriting Pauline did on me with the sharpie has been gone for days. I've got a remedy, though. Its even cooler. 6/17/02 - "Birmingham and the Purple Onion"We played this HUGE venue last night to about 7 paying customers. Dan said it best, it feels really grim, but then when we get up and play it feels great." We playeds with the Nowhere Squares again and they were great. Ended up hanging out with Austin and his girl at their local hang-out after teh show. It had an internet jukebox. I didn't play anything off it though. Someone had picked a bunch of Johnny Thunders songs. The Van is still ruling the school. We were delusioonal abotu the Thunder Bussy. Still not looking forward to having to deal with that at the end of tour. In Nashville we stayed in the neighborhood that Gummo was filmed in. I slept in the van because John said the area might be a little sketchy. Lew and Jeanie joined me, though, and it was sort of a little slumber party. Lew stepped in dog poo. That was really funny. Then he took his pooey shoes off and stepped in more poo in his bare foot. He wiped it off with my smelly sock and then put his sock on to cover any poo smell. Then he said, "I'll deal with this in the morning." Don't worry, mom, we all took showers in the morning. 6/15/02 - "good night, thunder bussy"Wrote this entry last night but a pop up popped up on aol and totally confused me, the next thing I knew I cad closed out of aol and lost the whole thing. Normall, I would sum everything up in a few sentences, but since I feel that these are important times, I?m gona do my best to not abridge anything. The tour started off with us not really giving ourselves enough time to get to DC?well, enough time, but just enough, so of course, the car starts overheating. I had the feeling that pulling the aftershock was putting a serious strain on thunderbussy. About 80 miles out of DC transmission fluid and gray smoke start shooting out the back of the car like auto-diarrhea. We add fluid and stop every 20 miles to check for leaks. Mike called it a ?pull up and play? situation at the Black Cat, but we still had a blast. It was crazy because all these people showed up seemingly out of the blue?Todd Furburger, Swill, Chris Imperfect, Stacey Rink, Martin Olsen and Grath. The show was a lot of fun and we played with this guy who played with an R2-D2 drum machine. Very Cute, but I was too excited to see old friends to watch his whole set. Charlie Brown gets a valentine let us stay at their place. Lew drove the car there and didn?t like it one bit because it felt like the car was gonna die any minute. Once we got to their house, though, it seemed like everything was gonna be ok. I gave Costas a kiss with no tongue because I love the Greeks. The next morning, John woke me up at 7 so that I could take the car in to be looked at. I went to Lucas?s parents auto-guy so that it would be a pretty square deal. About 3 hours later, I find out the car is pretty fucked and that it is going to take a few grand to fix and (worse yet) a few days to fix. I weigh my options, and by 10:15 I?m at the dealership and Peter Alcott is telling me that ?we just don?t get many used 15 person passenger vans in. But Pete was at a GM Hummer convention earlier in the week, so we took a walk around the lot and BAM! There it was. A 2000 white Dodge with the perfect amount of space fully loaded (cd AND tape player, right?). By 11 am I am trying to get the cash together to make the first payment on the van. I?ve got room enough for half on my credit card, but I have to write Lucas a check for the other half and he cashed it for me at his bank. By the way, it?s raining through all of this and my stomach feels like its about to blow chunks all over the showroom. There is an orange Sting Ray in there. I think my mom used to drive a car like that. I asked Lucas to give me a hug because I was starting to feel a little overwhelmed. I mean, this was a pretty big deal to buy a van, but after all the shit I?ve been through to get the tour together, I just couldn?t back down now. This is one of those giant steps into adulthood?cell phone rings; the rest of DBA has locked themselves out of Lucas?s house. By 2 pm I?m following Lucas in the thunder Bussy?s last ride. Its still raining. we drag the trailer into Lucas?s back yard and give him the keys to Thunder Bus. He said he?d hand onto it for us till I could pick it up and sell it?of course, I forgot the title so can?t trade it in until we get back. I did have to promise the CBGAV a spot on the CB?s bill Aug 5, but hell, they earned it. By 3:15, the equipment is in loaded in the van with room to spare and we are on our way to Portsmouth, that?s 8 hours away so we?ll get there by 11, and miss the show I guess. That sucks, but not the worst thing, I guess. It would be cool to see A Radio With Guts, but what can we do. I?ll tell you what, the 8 hour trip becomes a 4 hour trip and we catch their whole set and get to play as well. Hot Damn, DBA never misses a show. By the way, riding the in new van is like riding around in a living room. Its so comfortable, if it had a toilet, we?d never have to stop at all. Brandon put us up that night. Him and Megan live in the cutest house on a hill I?ve ever seen. They?ve got a puppy named Petey who was fun as shit, but bit me a few too many times. But he was so damn cute and I was so damn happy that the tour wasn?t fucked, bite me, dog! Right now I?m at Stan Doll?s house. We played in Louisville last night and saw Tommy, Johnny, Brian, and Derek. I?ve known those guys for so long. Derek was 16 when we first met him and now he has an ID that says he?s 21 years old. All growed up. It is Jeanie?s birthday today. Amber had a cake for her when we got to Stan?s house. So sweet. Everything feels right again and my stomach is no longer inside out. Had fun talk with Pauline last night. She misses me, but a few of her friends and her are now confirmed with coming to the Pittsburgh show and to Warren. More good times to come. 6/12/02 - "I drive hard"Pauline is getting ready for work and I am sending last minute emails and the dog is running up and down the stairs awaiting her walk. I made some coffe yesterday and I bet its still good. Fingers crossed about the car. Please baby, if you?ve got these five weeks in you, I swear you get the taken to the high-school girls car wash fund raiser at Hoboken High. Please be good to me Thunder Bussy. 6/10/02 - "I'm Adam from Earth"Went with Pauline and the dog to Liberty State Park for a day in the sun and togetherness before I leave. The dog was chasing butterflies and it was possibly the cutest thing I?ve ever seen. It was like she was dancing around the field. Later a police officer drove up onto the grass where we were and told us that we couldn?t let her run around like that. We had her on a leash, but we weren?t holding the end of it, she was sort of dragging it. Whatever. I got a farmer?s tan/sunburn in about 7 minutes. So cool. Later that night, Pauline treated me to Thai food. I got this shrimp dish that had the red star next to it because it had Thai peppers in it. VERY SPICEY, but very good. I drank about 15 glasses of water. At the end of the night I bitched out because I was going to have to take the dog to the vet the day before I leave to get its nails cut. Like there is no other way to get the dog to the vet while I?m gone. How did the dog get her nails clipped every five weeks when we we?re broken up? Oh, well, enough bitching. Pauline is going to have to walk the dog night and day for the next five weeks on her own. I can take it for nail clipping without making any more of a stink. Man up, Rabuck! That?s what Denzel Washington says in Training Day, except he says Brad Pitt?s name instead of mine. 6/6/02 - "good advice for young people"Today on the bus Pauline says to me, "Make sure you change your underwear everyday on tour." That is good advice. If you don't change it your butt itches. 6/6/02 - "the office and me"Went with the shrimp flavored cup of noodles today. Not so smart. Spicy chicken of Chicken and vegetable flavors are the way to go. Just to remind myself. The days before tour are creeping by so slowly. Lourdes is giving someone a recipe in Spanish over the phone. The boss and Laura are getting ready for the big pay-per-view boxing match this weekend. And I will be gone in 3 more business days. Jane gave me an HBO road emergency kit to take on tour (just in case). Someone will be wearing the orange emergency vest before Nashville. 5/31/02 - "so irritating...I wanna be some bah-dee else"Am having Peanut butter rice cakes for breakfast. Possibly my new favorite snack next to those spicy cheese puffs I got that day at Supremo Grocery. But I can?t really have cheese puffs for breakfast. Last night Pauline came home from a free booze party on Broom Street or somewhere and told me that she loved me like two hundred times. Today she is hanged-over. I was somewhere yesterday and I found these three Homies machines with Homies that didn?t have. Oh yeah, that A&P in Hoboken. Pink is on 95.5 WPLJ. Pink, No Doubt, Jimmy Eat World, repeat. Jeanie would love this station. Too bad she has to listen to the oldies station at work. 5/24/02 - "and now...from Japan...Jello-Teen!"Got out of work at three today. Pauline came to work and watched satellite TV (that?s my department). When Jane Miller walked into the office Pauline thought she was in trouble. When we got home we went to liberty State Park and brought the Stoosh and pasta salad. Stoosh sniffed a lot of little kids. Pauline and I had good conversation on a blanket. There was a couple sitting not far away from us on two butterfly chairs and the man was rubbing the lady?s feet, but the feet were where the head should be. I let Stoosher go when Pauline was coming back from the bathrooms to greet her, but Stoosher made a hard left and hit a family?s BBQ. No bad, though. They asked if she wanted a hot dog. I want a hot dog now. 5/22/02 - "I'm taking you off my budy list!" --How HighJeanie Lee said that it was totally ?not cool? that I?m not updating this journal anymore. I guess, I dunno, I guess I just haven?t felt like doing it. But hell, I?m the webmaster now, time to step up to the plate. My old boss from Lucky?s called me today, just to chat because he was bored at work. I apologized for how I disappeared from that job, and he said everyone was cool with it. We talked about our women a little, (he?s been married for over a year now, I think) and we talked about who was still at Lucky?s and what not. I took the car to Pep Boys to get the AC fixed for the tour. Man, even when you are the ONLY person in line it takes FOREVER for them to take your keys. The last time I was at Pep Boys I bought my first car doo-dad for the Thunder Bussy. It?s a little skull that you clip onto the vent and its got this fan behind it that spins and lights up. It looks REALLY cool in the dark. I call it the Ghost Face Killa and its also an air freshener, but the smell of Pine has been making Jeanie grossed out and Pauline gaggy. Pauline is pretty upset that I?ll be leaving for 5 weeks. We?ve been dating for about a solid year now (uninterrupted) and this is the time in our dating cycle that I usually break up with her because she would get so whiney about the band. I also cheated on her the last time I went on tour, so I guess I can understand why she?s anxious. I don?t really know what to tell her. ?I?m not going to cheat on you? are just words. Hopefully she understand where I am in with us when I get back. 5/02/02 - I'm starving to death!Vegas is my kind of town. During the day we hung at the pool and cruised around all these themed hotels. The best hotel was the Venetian because it had this kick ass Tiki Bar that played the only non-muzak-subliminal gambling music in town. They played like 80s punk and new wave and Mo, the bartender, had her boobs all pushed up in her bustier I couldn't figure out where her nipples were. Must have been folded under or something. Pauline and I stayed at Circus Circus. The hotel that is so nice, they had to name it twice. Actually it wasn?t nearly as sketchy as I remembered it. The main difference is that the cocktail waitresses don?t dress nearly as sexy as the girls at Caesar?s Palace In the evening we went to the Sahara to kick it old school and we met up with these mugs. Galen and Russell. Two very cool guys from Tulsa. Russell was now an accountant at Excalibur but had a little trouble adding up his "no bust" blackjack hand, "You got a seven in there for me, Suki-yai-yai?" Things got a little heated when Russell kept asking Paulette (our sassy cocktail waitress) if Roxanne (the other sassy cocktail waitress) had a boyfriend. Russell wasn't worried, "I've been kicked out of the Sahara not once, but twice." And he still walked in like he owned the place. OK, he's my new hero. Another night at the Sahara, Russell?s friend, Steve, came with us. Steve was kind of quite because (I thought) he had just been in Laughlin where those Hells Angels killed a bunch of Mongrels on a photo journalism assignment. SO while we're at the No-Bust-old-lady-blackjack table, Steve puts thirty down on a double zero on Roulette. Wins. Lets it ride. Wins again. Walks away with $750. He bought us all 1/2-pound hot dogs at Slots (sluts) -A-Fun later that night. Oh yeah, 99 cent margaritas rule. I got my photos from the Andrew WK concert back. Man, that guy rules.
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. This is a Jeanie/Adam creation that will hopefully be fully operational in 2003. Its exciting to be excited about something.
