I can't live... If living is without you...
- Nilsson

Wow. Just some amazing Ann Arbor action this week. Lots of food and Turkish Coffee from the Jerusalem Garden, and I even scored a copy of No Dice by Badfinger on vinyl. I was, however, pretty disgusted to have actually found a copy of "Lust for Life" by Iggy Pop in Ann Arbor after having JUST bought it in SD. For those not in the "know", I've been looking for L4L on vinyl for a long time and was told it would be impossible and\or Fuck-expensive to get. Well, I got a copy in GREAT condition for three bucks in SD. The one I saw in Ann Arbor was a bit beat up and cost 15 bucks. I guess I should be happy cuz I got a better copy of cheaper? 'Eh...

I'm really tired and not looking forward to the hours of work I have ahead of me. I just got my new printer installed, but now I need to set up my router, install a NIC on my other Box, and re-arrange my studio situation.

"Work was hard... So we quit..."
- Bart Simpson

Memories... Are made of this...
- Dean Martin

Today I'm cooking for Billy's family. I'm feeling a little apprehensive, but then again... this IS a great excuse to make a nice marinara sauce.

Speaking of meals, I'm getting the itch to pull a Big Night again. Dress up, make a huge meal, drink a lot of wine. The desire hits me less frequently now-a-days, due to a lack of motivation on so many different levels. Inspiration is a big thing with me. When I'm dating someone, or I hear a great song, or I see something on TV... It all works to make me WANT to create. Like a Muse in a sense. But lately, I've just not had the feeling. Maybe it's having been single for so long, or because I'm still whipped from the run to California, or maybe because I work 6 days a week and don't have the fire in me at the end of the week...

Then again, I've been getting weird lately anyways. I am more and more frequently getting caught being off in my own little world. I was walking to Panera this morning and Jeb's younger brother was waving to me and I just didn't catch it. Like, I was looking RIGHT at him and I was just oblivious until I started crossing the street and saw this kid flailing around out the passenger side of some SUV. Then, I was standing in line at Panera and the woman asked if she could help me and I just stood there until a customer standing behind me snapped at me. Jeb, I know, has noticed my lack of attention and motivation lately. Sorry man, I don't know what to say... Maybe I truly AM becoming The Dude...

The Dude is not in... Leave a Message...


"Does The Jay prefer Blondes, Brunettes or Redheads? It doesn't matter. When the Bear is hungry, the Bear WILL eat..."
- Me to my Boss
"You were Born too slow!"
- The Crystal Method
"I can't believe we have a Legacy..."
- Baxter on Himself, Me and Jeb working at Cosmo's

He's going THE DISTANCE...
- Cake

Have I ever mentioned how much I hate to shave? Now, I love the feeling of my face being smooth, but I hate getting to it. I can grow a 3-day beard in about 15 minutes (10 if I really concentrate)and it's always really coarse facial hair. I admit, I kind of like that "shadow" look on my face, but I really hate how after three days I not only look as pathetically single as I am, but also homeless. Today, however, I think I may have found my "happy place" when it comes to shaving.

Something about the combination of warm running water, the album "Fashion Nugget" by Cake playing loudly in the background, and Armani Mania Aftershave Balm. It's glorious and I'm happy. Yeah, I'm usually grumpy after I shave because I'm all razor-burned and shit but this is just cool; it was practically a moment of Zen...

Yeah, I know I'm a freak. Time for a musical interlude:

Flesh into Gear by CKY

I can't expect you to see me...
(when I'm not around)
And my voice is destroyed...
(by confinement of sound)
I'm a human machine...
(laced with hidden disease)
And if the future looks bleak...
(then you're connected to me)

Flesh into Gear,
Myself appears dissected and pretentious...
A simple sound, a heavy sigh -
You'll win the whole world over!
You'll live in fear of being someone that you didn't want to!
I realize your insecurities will get the best of you!


I'm really psyched that tomorrow starts the new season of Law & Order, but if any of you idiots call me between 9:00 and 11:00... Whoa baby! The new season of SVU starts tonight and that's looking pretty good, plus Scrubs is back. Although I want to hate Scrubs for the way they ended the last season, I still think it's a hilarious show.

Also...

Does anyone watch the ER spin-off Third Watch? I was totally wound up in the season premier last Friday. It was one of THE most brutally violent things I have EVER seen on TV PLUS it had Gene Simmons guest starring as a evil Drug Kingpin. The whole episode, minus the last five minutes, took place in an ER with masked gunman shooting anything and everything in sight. There was enough blood to rival most R-rated movies. It was, how do you say? Intense?

Time to clean house. Blah!

Five Songs for a Tuesday:
Public Enemy - Sophisticated Bitch
The Posies - Song of the Baker
Classics IV - Spooky
X-ecutioners vs White Zombie - More Human than Human
Huey 'Piano' Smith & the Clowns - Don't you just know it?

Saint vs Sinner is in effect ya'll!

Jeb and I got back on the clock tonight. After damn near 8MONTHS of not working on music, we just hit it hard tonight and got started on two new songs. Ideas are running rampant and the magic is still there. Right off the bat, we started working on a Drum'n'Bass piece I had been building in Reason. It's a "beautiful" song. It's got those thump-style beats and tight snares, but it has this Jimmy Eat World-esque piano groove that totally chills it out. The other song, however, is not so nice. It's a dark, nasty, "Jay is a walking Time Bomb" type song. It's directly inspired by the song Angel by Massive Attack and it seems pretty intense so far. Jeb's brilliant bass work and and my competent beats and loops make for a bad tune. (Bad meaning Good!) DJ Quimby and Little Tiger are back!

By the way, proper respect needs to be paid to the fellas over at Propellerhead Software who are celebrating their 10 Year Anniversary. Propellerhead Software are the geniuses behind Reason. I love Reason. All the work Jeb and I do, it all starts in Reason. I build my beats, loops, synth arrangments -EVERYTHING- in Reason 2.5. It is an amazing piece of software EVERY musician should own. (Someone buy me a Reason hoodie!)

http://www.propellerheads.se/


So, apparently, I knda-sorta-semi know the woman behind this one journal -a journal you should all be reading mind you- and I'm totally diggin' on it! Probably because it's so straight forward and simple. Plus I love people who swear in their journals...

http://www.livejournal.com/users/eury1074


Alrighty kids. I'm out, lemmie hear ya shout... Wait, no. No, don't. Thanks.


"Because I get now that U2 is a fan-fuckin-tastic band. And I get that Bono is a fan-fuckin-tastic front man who gets sweaty and winded becuase he's putting it all out there."
- from Tales from Kerrie-Land

"That was the greatest 4 minutes of my life..."
- Me to Jeb after listening to a demo of our new song

"Never gonna fall for Modern Love..."
- David Bowie

Bang Bang, my baby shot me down...
- Nancy Sinatra

I went to Ann Arbor with Kristy and Tom today. It was a good solid run north. We hit the Jerusalem Garden for lunch and had a GREAT spread of food and, of course, a glorious pot of Turkish Coffee. After that we hit Skool Kids in Exile where I got a really great 12" of some Japanese woman covering "I was made for loving you" by KISS (ROCKIN'BAJA LOBSTERS!) and a mash-up record called Hanzo Steel. The Hanzo record is amazing. It's all remixes of music from Kill Bill Vol. 1 and it's rocking my world hard. I love the song Bang Bang by Nancy Sinatra...

Today is my mom's Birthday too. Happy birthday Mom!!! I love you! Please don't yell at me for swearing... and drinking... and... Vegas...

Smiles Everyone!

"I'm sorry, does that bumper sticker say Sportsmen for Bush or Dumbasses who can't DRIVE for Bush?"
- Tom

"I'm not a fire starter...
Cause I'm a little smarter..."
- Tricky

I was saddened yesterday to be at the Grill, listening to the song "Walk on the wildside" by Lou Reed and reading in the USA TODAY that Johnny Ramone died. Why, Lord, have you taken the Ramones but left The Backstreet Boys, Brittany Spears, and Garth Brooks?

Something elseo that also Sucks? MOTU software. Look guys, just because the Crystal Method uses your stuff does NOT make you any more credible. Lose the Mac love and get some XP shee goin' already.

The Albums I'm Listening to Tonight:
Mark Farina - The Lost Baggage EP
David Bowie - Let's Dance
Daft Punk - Discovery
Tricky - Blowback
Soundtrack from GO!

Dear Corner Grill,
Not Coming Back.
Love,
Jay
- My postcard to the Grill from SD


I am back in Ohio. I'm not as sad as I thought I would be. Last time I came back, it was a big ball of suck. Probably all because I went back to Cosmo's, but that's all in the past. I was so happy to see Billy and the Grill and all the Grill regulars.

Althought...

Let's talk about the fiasco that Jeb and I went through to get back...

Tuesday, Jeb and I were supposed to get a 9:00PM flight out of San Diego International Airport. Jeb made us get there F-early which kind of irked me, but he was right, We DID need to be there early... So, jeb and I get in line and there is only one woman at the America West desk helping people, and she is ONLY helping the jagoffs in 1'st class. I just happened to turn around and realise that more than 100 people had gotten in line behind Jeb and I. There are people on cell phones going on about flights being cancelled and a lot of general chaos. Next thing I know, this woman is walking around with business cards from the Airline saying "Your flights have been cancelled, call this number..." Jeb and I are lost. All we wanted was a flight back to BFE, and now there is this major grounding? I started to get freeked thinking of 9/11 all over again...

Turns out, according to the USA TODAY that there was a "communications failure" in L.A. that lead to a ripple effect screwing up flights for 200 miles in every direction (Including Las Vegas and -you guessed it- San Diego!).

So I called Edwards.

The poor guy sounded so haggard but VERY graciously allowed Jeb and I to stay another night as he and his wife's place.

Jeb and I wound up re-booking our flights for the next day, and that sucked. HARD... We wound up getting a 7:00 out of SD to Phoenix, then a transfer to Columbus. Basically, we had to be up at 3:30, to get ready and catch a cab at 4:30 to be at the airport for check-in by 5:00 for this stupid flight at 7:00.

So, we left SD by 7:30 in the morning, guess what time we got home... No, go on - Guess! Yeah, 8:00 PM!!! I had THE worst headache from the flights, and I was really stiff from sitting upright all day, not being able to stand up, and I was still sore from boarding in the ocean. Plus the right home seemed to take forever. Jeb's dad was nice enough come and get us in Columbus, plus he bought us dinner at Steak and Shake. Jeb's dad is, for lack of better description, very cool.

Anyways, I came home last night, called my mom, took a shower and sacked out. Hehehe... Sack. It was a long hard run, but damn if it was just amazingly cool. (Again, thanks to Matt and Tracey for their excellent hospitality!)

Five Songs for an SD run:
Matthew Sweet - Come to California
Barret Strong - Money
Elvis - Viva Las Vegas (Did I mention how cool is was to roll into Vegas blasting this song? Well, it was...)
St. Germain - Sure Thing
Propellerhead vs Jungle Brothers - Take California & Party
Bonus: Crystal Method - Comin' Back



"I looked at the post-mark and thought: Jesus, did you just get off the plane and say - SOMEBODY GIVE ME A SHARPIE!"
- Pete, refering to my postcard

"Hey Edwards, where do you keep your coffee?"
- Jeb looking for coffee at Edwards' place
"My What?"
- Edwards in response

"I dunno, there's something about people from Minnesota. They're always saying 'Ya' and 'Aye'. They're not quite Hillbillies but they're not quite Canadian."
- Me on people from Minnesota
"Canadian Hillbillies?"
- Jeb in response
"Ah, touche!"
- Me in response to Jeb

"Hey! I'm trying to eat here!"
- Me to a 4-year-old crying loudly in the ER

"Same School, Different Class..."
- Kelly refering to different screw-ups all occuring at the Grill

2:24pm, September 14'th

Well, this is it. Time to pack up, piss on the fire and say goodbye.

Jeb and I just made one last stop in OB (Obviously one of our more favorite spots...) for burgers at Hodads and coffee at Your Mamas Mug. As we were walking back, I was listening to Lenny Kravitz's "Always on the run" and the whole trip came together.

The very first line of the song is: "My mama said that your life is a gift..."

It's so true. So many people take the idea of vacationing for granted, but Jeb and I just went Balls-Out, and made an epic week out of it.

Summary:
Ocean Beach
Dog Beach
Pacific Beach
Encinitas
LA
Hollywood
Old Town
Downtown
Vegas, baby, VEGAS...

Just a lot of great food, good company and amazing experiences. My heart goes out to Matt and Tracey who put us up for the week. (Or is it put up WITH us for the week?) You guys rock and are just the best friends a geek from BG could ask for. Thank you so much...

Well folks. All that's left is one more stop at In'n'Out and then the plane ride back. It's sick to think that we leave SD on Tuesday but don't get back to BG until Wednesday sometime. I'll let you know when I get back...

"But I'm always on the run..."
- Lenny Kravitz

11:31am, Spetmber 14'th

Well, this is it. These are my last fleeting moments in SD.

Joel and McCaan just left, and Jeb and I are getting ready to hit OB one last time. I feel pretty bad for Joel. The guy drives down from Pasadena, a 5 hour+ trek with traffic, gets 15 minutes of surfing in and spends the rest of the night in the ER.

Actually, that's not true. He spent a few hours in the ER, the we went out drinking in OB. Nothing makes a stitched up gash on your forehead feel better than a few rounds of beer and some Camels. After we went drinking, we hit El Rodeo for some food, then came back to crash.

The sad and tragic irony of this trip is that I do miss my family and I really miss the Corner Grill. (Sigh) Like McCartney said: Let it be...

I'm just going to pack in as much SD love as possible in my last few hours. STRONG!

10:02pm, September 13'th

DAMMIT LARSON!!!

What the F? You drive 5 1/2 hours just to wind up in the ER?!

Alright, let me explain... We drove up to Encinitas to go surfing (being in the ocean is a glorious experience...) and Joel Larson was supposed to meet us there. Well, he wound up getting stuck in traffic and was late getting to the beach. No problem though. He got out his boards and the four of them went into the ocean. I was on the beach scoping out this really cute girl when I looked over and saw the boys getting out of the ocean. They had only been in for like 15 minutes so I thought it was weird that they were getting out. Sure enough, Larson smacked himself in the head with his Surf Board and wound up needing 9 stitches just a tiny bit off from his left eye.

So we spent the evening in the ER eating Baja Fresh and watching Adult Swim while waiting for Lars to get his forhead sewed up. Real nice...

"Dude, Larson rocked his head..."
- Edwards

3:06pm, September 13'th

Went down to OB for a great lunch at Shades Bistro. We sat on the deck and watched the ocean rolling in. I had a chicken breast sandwich with romain and Brie. And, let me say, there is something utterly cool about walking down the street listening to Born to Slow by the Crystal Method and seeing lots of hot girls everywhere.

Cal-ee-for-ny-A!

10:48am, September 13'th

I am exhausted. Maybe it was walking several blocks through Hollywood (Hollyweird!), or maybe it was the from L.A. to Vegas, or maybe it was hopping from Casino to Casino till 6:00am... Let's see here:

It started with a drive to L.A. We stopped at In'n'Out for burgers, then over to Lou's Records to scope out the vinyl. (I snagged a vinyl comp with "Assault on Precinct 13" by John Carpenter) After Lou's, we made the trek from SD to LA.

In LA, which I liked but really didn't like, we met up with Andy M. and went out to a place called the 4100 Club. Very dark, very cool. Lots of hot women, and since it was so dark, it was easy for me to scope them out. After the 4100 Club, we caught a quick bite at this little resturant where there were lots of horrible jokes. Funny thing was that every time we would laugh, this cute mexican girl behind the counter would laugh at us. Only in California...

We the caught a cab, took it a few blocks then WALKED up to the Roxy. We got there JUST in time to see it close. That didn't make me happy. We went and slept at Andy's place, and the next morning we out to Roscoe's Chicken & Waffles and Amoeba Records. Both places were amazing. Just a fine breakfast of fried chicken and waffles, followed by a S-Load of vinyl at Amoeba.

The plot thicken with the drive from LA to Vegas, We left by about 4:00 and fell right into the classic LA traffic jam. It sucked. It was hot and slow moving. Finally we got past the mess that is LA and hit the highway. We stopped after a few hours in Barstow to get some more In'nOut then got back on the road. It was weird, because as we were driving, Nevada had a massive lightening storm. A little bit of rain, but just crazy-psycho lightening. Finally, after what seemed like forever, we arrived in Las Vegas.

The lights. The women. The sights! Vegas, baby, Vegas...

We stayed at the Sahara casino for the night and right off the bat, the "what happens in Vegas" maxim kicked in. We got dressed to go out, had a few drinks and got ourselves into the Vegas spirit. We left the Casino\Hotel at 10:00pm and just started walking. We went to Bertolini's in Caesar's Palace for dinner and the food was really good. I had penne in a classy meat sauce and it was delicious. We eventually made our way over to Paris for some slots, then went over to Bally's for a little roulette. Bally's kind of pissed me off. The waitresses weren't coming around and the vibe was just crappy. As we made our way over to New York, New York we saw a few different people sitting on the street crying. One woman was sobbing so she obviously lost her house on a game of craps. Then, some skeezy woman tried striking up a conversation with Edwards. It was comical to watch her walk into the Piano Bar at NYNY while still talking to us as we just walked in the other direction. I made enough money on the slots at NYNY to get us a cab back to the Sahara and our cab driver was hilarious. He was doing Eddie Murphy quotes and showing us pictures of his kids, and tried to get us to go to a party at Treasures where Ron Jeremy was at. We went back to the Sahara, had a few more drinks, then went downstairs to the Casino. The Casino was dead, but there were a lot of low stakes tables that were empty so -like the posers we are- we hit Roulette and Single Deck Black Jack. I was down on Roulette but came back on Black Jack with just enough to buy breakfast at the buffet. The best though, was Anna. Anna, was this fiesty older asian women who was working the roulette wheel. Andy sat down with his cigar and his drink and this woman freeked out. Apparently, Andy ashed into his cup holder and that set the women off. Then as he was exhaling from his cigar, she was waving her hands around trying to blow the smoke out of her face. She was yelling things like: "YOU SLEEP OUSTIDE TONIGHT!" and "OH YEAH! YOU REAL HIGH ROLLERS!" It was class-A all the way. Finally, at just after 6:00am, we turned in for the night.

We all got up at around 12:00pm, so we could be out of the room by 1:00pm. We went to the Sahara buffet, ate breakfast and decided to get outta town. This is where it started to suck. You see, the Nevada desert was a groovy 102 degrees. I'm not exagerating here, people. Literally 102 degrees in a car with no Air Conditioning. It was so harsh driving with the hot heavy desert air just pounding me in the face. All I could do was just keep drinking water at sit mostly motionless. We stopped in Barstow, again, to get gas and we just peeled ourselves off of the lovely leather seats in Edwards' car.

We wound up getting back to SD around 8:00pm or so. We went out for fish tacos in OB for dinner then to this little bar for drinks, then back to Edwards' condo to crash out. That drive from Vegas to SD was so exhausting, that I took just enough time to fill the air matress, lay down some sheets and crash hard.

Today is our last full day in the great and glorious SD. Supposedly there will be some surfing and hopefully a little hooka action. I dunno, we'll see....


"I can't believe I'm still this sober!"
- Jeb at Bally's casino
"Yeah, we should be laughing at the concrete by now..."
- Me in response
"I wish when I was single I had tasted all the flavors at Baskin Robins..."
- Anonymous
"Here's to dark brown nipples and deep tacos!"
- Anonymous toast in Vegas

8:14pm, September 12'th

Okay... Just so you know, the Nevada desert is a smooth 102 degrees during the day. That, plus a 5 hour drive while hungover does wonders for ones moral stability.

I'll tell you the rest tomorrow...

"What if you decided to marry a nice Christian girl and wait till you were married to have sex, then on your wedding night your wife just looks at you, grits her teeth and says: 'PUNCH ME'..."
- Anonymous

5:47pm, September 10'th

Went over to OB for breakfast, stopped at My Greasy Weiner, played Rampart for a while and went over to Pacific Beach. We had Pizza at Zanzibar then stopped over at Milage Music. Today I scored an original copy of "Lust for Life" by Iggy Pop on vinyl, plus some Mark Farina and Theivery Corporation 12"s. Tonight it's off to get some In'n'Out Burgers, hit Lou's Records (Where the Lord is still representing!) then up to L.A. for the night, then Vegas tomorrow. Vegas, baby, Vegas...

"Get used to it Jeb. The streets of Vegas are littered with Porn Leaflets. Some people call it Heaven..."
- Anonymous
"Yeah, you can put that one in there but make sure you lubricate it first..."
- Anonymous, refering to the first quote.
"Will this help?"
- Anonymous, pulling down his pants to help me remember quotes-of-the-day

12:59pm, September 10'th

We just stopped at a road-side Hot Dog stand named My Greasy Weiner. Jeb says it's the best Hot Dog he has ever eaten. No people, I am NOT kidding. Look, you can't make this shit up!

"I just had the best Hot Dog ever!"
- Jeb to Kristen
"Hot Dog's are evil..."
- Kristen to Jeb
"Not when they're from a road-side stand called My Greasy Weiner..."
- Jeb to Kristen
"That makes them even MORE evil..."
- Kristen to Jeb
"I can see where she's coming from, I guess, even though she's wrong..."
- Me to Jeb

9:34am, September 10'th

Yesterday was amazing. It started with coffee at Your Mama's Mug, followed by a walk down to the end of the peir on Ocean Beach, then over to COW Records and Tapes where I got a copy of Blowback by Tricky and an original 12" of I want your hands on me by Sinead O'Connor and MC Lyte on Vinyl.

After OB we came back to Edwards place for a while, then went down to Old Town where we ate at Rockin' Baja Lobsters.

Last night we the Gaslamp District where there were many great quotes. We had dinner at the Gaslamp Strip Club (They specialize in Strip Steaks - Get it?) then went over to some Irish Pub to kill three C.A.O. Extremes (Very nice burn...). After the pub, we went to this Coffee House-slash-hooka bar to sober up and talk about "the past".

Today is looking like a run to Pacific Beach, then up to LA for Amobeia Records run, then over to Las Vegas tomorrow night. Just remember - 20 is good, 21 is great, and 22 means your fucked.

"I can't wait to get dehydrated..."
- Edwards
"You are such a married man..."
- Anonymous to Jeb
"Here's to a weekend of Debachery no one will ever hear about..."
- Jeb
"I'm looking to take home some souveniers, but I don't want any that will itch..."
- Me

"If you don't FUCKING slow down, I swear to FUCKING God I will FUCKING kill you!!!"
- Me, talking in my sleep (According to Jeb)

3:55pm, September 9'th

The first reason I love San Diego...

Eating Carne Asada, Marinated Shrimp, Lobster Tails and Griller Chicken Breasts from the "Big Baja Bucket" at a resturant called Rockin' Baja Lobsters while drinking Cutty and listening to "I was ment for loving you baby" by KISS.

The second reason?

Michaela Perera on KTLA Morning News.


Oh yeah...


"It's like Cedar Point was walking around here and said: Yeah, I know what I'll do..."
- Me, refering to the Old Town State Park
"No, it's like Cedar Point came through here and took crap!"
- Jeb, in response

7:12am, September 9'th

You know why I hate flying? Because when you get off the plane to get your luggage, and three DUCT TAPED COOLERS come out on the conveyer belt - you realize how close to death you've really come.

Yeah...

"Guys wear skirts too, you know..."
- Edwards

4:48 AM, September 8'th

We're leaving for Detroit Metro airport in a few minutes. Not only do you all know my feelings on flying, but to give me that extra special kick in the nuts, we have to go to Detroit.

Detroit with a layover in Phoenix, Arizona then off to SD. I'll keep you posted.


"Compared to us, other people need 'conversation upgrades'..."
- Tom (Apollo Mancini)
"As I say this to you tonight, let us not forget, that there is HOPE..."
- The Crystal Method

I'm your toy, your 20'th Century Boy....
- T-Rex

Another lag in posting, but here I am. So quit freekin' whining.

It's been intense the past few weeks. I've been trying to get myself together enough to actually enjoy my trip to SD next week, but God only knows if I'm going to make it. I mean, you all know how much I hate to fly... So there is THAT to deal with, on top of work, and seeing my family before I leave... It's just heck-TICK.

Surly Bob has left first-shift for Thirds. I know it's what he wants, but I'm going to miss working with him. The guy is crazy (as previously posted) and that's how I like my co-workers to be. The new guy, Tim, seems nice. Like, TOO nice? He's got a very Goth/Punk Rock look to him, but he's... I dunno, "Sweet"? It's too weird for me to get into tonight.

Speaking of tonight, I just got done making an amazing 2-disc mix for our Vegas run next week. I based it off my "living mix" that, ironically, died a horrible death last March when the write-head on my Mini-Disc recorder crapped out. Not to be taken down, though, I recreated the mix from memory and, because of time restraints, packed it onto two CDs.

Disc 001
Iggy Pop - Repo Man Theme (Instrumental)
DJ Icey & Jen Lasher - Different Days
Oakenfold & Asher D - Ready Stead GO!
Rhythm Heritage - Theme from S.W.A.T.
Tomoyasu Hotei - Battle without Honor or Humanity
Binary Star - Conquistedors
Daft Punk - Harder Faster Better Stronger
The Crystal Method - Name of the Game (Clean Game)
Too Nice - Two Can Play The Game
Overseer - Horndog
Devo - Girl U Want
Fatboy Slim - Yamama
T-Rex - 20'th Century Boy
Nilsson - Jump Into the Fire (Single Edit)
Benny Benassi - Satisfaction
Barrett Strong - Money (Saint vs Sinner Re-Version)
Fluke - Atom Bomb
Badfinger - No Matter What
Sugarbang - Kiss Me

Disc 002
Plastic Bertrand - Ca Plane Pour Moi
Pinewood Derby - Legacy
Sweet - Little Willy
Lionrock - Fire Up The Shoesaw
Jet - Are You Gonna Be My girl?
Propellerheads vs Jungle Brothers - Take California & Party
Timo Mass - To Get Down
The Vines - RIDE
Theme from Futurama
Philip Steir & Steppenwolf - Magic Carpet Ride (Steir's Mix)
BT - Smartbomb
Joe Strummer - War Cry
Saint vs Sinner - Long Walk to Forever
The Crystal Method - Vapor Trail
Tricky + RHCP - #1 Da Woman
The Misfits - Hybrid Moments
Pharoahe Monch - Simon Sez
Sex Pistols - My Way (Goodfellas Edit)

"I think yer really gonna rock out..."
- Pinewood Derby


I'm excited about next week, if you didn't already figure that out. On Wednesday, I head for the great and glorious San Diego, California. I hate flying, but it's a small price to pay for coffee on Ocean Beach, In'n'Out Burgers, Lou's Records, an epic Vegas run, and all the great moments inbetween.

I also got out last Sunday and saw my Uncle Bob for the first time in a LONG time. It's always fun to talk to him, because he has a very sharp view of the world that basically co-incides with mine. Stories about my Dad and days past... Always entertaining and informative.

Last night Baxter and I hit Trotters for dinner. Standard Meal Rules applied: Brown Jug, Regular Size cooked Medium, Caesar Salad, Cutty and Ice Water. So good! I can't believe, that no matter where in the world I could go - the best steak is still in Po-Dunk Bowling Green.

I have also got a little crazy and bought three new books last week, and now I'm trying to read all three of them at once. By far, Stephen Hawking's "Brief History of Time" is the best, but Eric Bogosian's "Notes from the Underground" and "The Soul of a Chef" by Michael Ruhlman are mesmerizing. Actually, Bogosian's book (without my knowing before purchase) references Hawking's book a few different times. Amusing.

Welp, I have a lot of work yet to get done so I'll leave you with this:

"Hey, aren't you that guy who invented gravity?"
- Fry to Stephen Hawking
"Sure. Why not?"
- Stephen Hawking in response (Futurama)

"Apparently you misunderstand your relationship with The Tube... The Tube Speaks, and you LISTEN..."
- Surly Bob, talking through a paper tube

"Would you give me a Buck ($1.00 US) to go hauling ass through Detroit Metro Airport with nothing on but a Speedo and my boarding-pass screaming: I'M LATE! I'M LATE!!!!"
- Me to Kelly
"Yeah, that's worth a buck..."
- Kelly in Response