I Like Beans!
08.29.06 (5:26 pm) [edit]"I was in Canada recently. The drinking age there is 18. That seems unnecessary. Who wants to drink with people who have hope and their whole lives ahead of them?" - Doug Stanhope
I was almost right about the gig on the 9th. They intended to start with the new lineup then. But the singer just got back from vacation, and shit is all over the place. The guy who was going to replace me isn't now. So I'm doing the gig on the 9th (outside, mid-afternoon, at a Harley dealership) and I'll get to have one gig with the new guitarist - the 50-something former prison guard woman. I'm REALLY looking forward to this.
The big curve ball is that neither drummer is available (there's some serious politics going on in the band about this) and there will be a guy drumming for this gig that only the keyboardist has played with before. It's only a two-hour gig and we fully expect nobody to be there (we played it last summer, and they served food before we went on, so everyone had eaten and left by the time we got set up) so it almost doesn't matter. Should be interesting. The remaining gigs will be with the normal lineup.
So I'm doing that fucking drive three weekends in a row now. But all four gigs (two on the last weekend) pay well and only the very last is a full night. We're getting $120 each for an hour and a half at the gig on the 16th. So yay for that!
That 18-year old kid is getting a lot of shit from me at work. Little fucker spent all day Friday bragging about how he was going to get laid over the weekend.
"Fucking swine. You're really queer, aren't you? You' re getting ass-boned by a hairy guy with no teeth, right?"
Right at 4:00, when we walked out the door, his phone rang. His girlfriend. I immediately ran up next to him and yelled into the phone.
"He secretly loves cock! He tried to give me a handjob while we were unloading the truck! Watch out! HE HAS AIDS!!!"
I heard a girl laughing on the other end. Hey, I made a woman laugh. Didn't fuck her, but I made her laugh. That alone is fun.
Yesterday morning I was 20 minutes late because of a clusterfuck on I-71. So I got in and walked up to K and asked him, "So, did you fuck her brains out all weekend?"
"Sure did."
"Lying sack of shit. You stayed home, got drunk, jerked off, and cried yourself to sleep curled up in a corner, didn't you?"
"Yep, just like you."
"Exactly. Wanna form a club, shithead?"
I like fucking with this kid.
A new girl started today. Very cute. Very into the Beatles. And Brak. SHE LIKES BRAK. Holy shit. I started into bellowing "I'm driving down highway 40 in my big ol' pickup truck!" and spent the rest of the day making HER laugh.
Of course, she has a boyfriend. Shitfuck. Oh well, she's fun to talk to. She has a definite geek-girl vibe to her, which I REALLY like. After discovering a lot of common interests, I asked her, "So, now that we've both established our geekitude, I've got one for you - Mystery Science Theater 3000."
"Oh God, I LOVE that show."
"Marry me."
She's got a great laugh.
Wanna know how cool this library is? I just grabbed the Japanese import CD of McDonald & Giles off the shelf. Who the fuck knows who this IS? Well, it's a great King Crimson spinoff, and my library has it. Rockin'. It took me forever even to find that on vinyl back when I got into those guys. Nice airy late '60s pop/prog stuff.
Well, I've got a lot of not fucking to do. I'm outta here, bitches.
Love,
Dougie