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- This hurts, but: I'm selling my #Dad2Summit ticket for $205. Current full-price cost: $350. So, yeah: It's a good deal. For you, that is. about 19 hours ago from web
- RT @HowardStern: Cory Booker Nails Marriage Equality In 5 Minutes http://t.co/vbORSEvC via @moveon @corybooker about 4 days ago from Twitter for iPhone
- If the new #VanHalen album kicked any more ass, it'd be wanted for assault. Full-body goosebumps. Dear @EddieVanHalen: Sorry I doubted you. about 5 days ago from web
- Just take the fucking medicine! A nursery rhyme: http://t.co/mkoOo7Du about 1 week ago from web
- Someone just found my site by searching the Internet for "middle aged male." Thanks for the reminder, asshole. about 1 week ago from web
- I love people. Especially when they stay away from me. about 1 week ago from web
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Recent Posts
- Just take the fucking medicine! A nursery rhyme.
- Why, yes, children, of course we can get a dog … and by “yes” I mean “fuck no.”
- Happy Birthday to me … in NYC … Wait, come back. I promise I won’t try to bust out any more rhymes.
- If I had been any closer to the stage at that Van Halen show the other night, I’d be carrying Eddie’s baby
- That blow job I offered 2012? Already paying off.
Recent Comments
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Greatest Hits
- The time I almost became a highly paid insurance mascot.
- The time I built a car … I mean, a high-tech doorstop.
- The time I committed the most embarrassing social gaffe in the history of embarrassing social gaffes.
- The time I couldn't free my daughter from a bath seat in which she had become trapped.
- The time I did my best to completely sabotage a dream vacation.
- The time I finally used my passport.
- The time I got a vasectomy.
- The time I hung out with Van Halen.
- The time I nearly burned down my house.
- The time I partied with all the cool mommybloggers and saved The Bloggess's life … sort of.
- The time I thought my son was going to get his ass kicked by a girl.
- The time I was forced to deal with an incontinent doll.









NIN
The last time Mr. Trent Reznor and his Nine Inch Nails came to town, I had to miss the show so that Wonder Woman and I could take Zan to see the Wiggles. Thankfully, the big “Playhouse Disney Live” excursion took place a couple of days before last night’s NIN show.
I got hooked up with tickets and a photo pass, the latter of which allowed me to spend three songs leaning against the stage, snapping pictures of Trent and the boys … which was way cool, of course … but the quality of the photos is mostly subpar because there was a friggin’ fog machine blowing its fog all over the stage throughout the shoot. Thus, the incredibly grainy quality of the shot shown above. (Here’s the original.) Fortunately, graininess suits NIN just fine.
I’m planning to upload to Flickr in the morning a batch of the photos I shot during the show, and I’m sure I’ll feel compelled to feature one or two more here this week. I’ll also probably write a little something about the show. After spending last night out at the concert, though, and staying up way too late tonight, I am now on the verge of passing out from exhaustion, so this is all you get, homey.