Monday, June 04, 2007

Stupefaction

Stupid, stupid, stupid.

[forehead on table; repeat]

Can I be more of a dumbass?

Especially after my screed last week about supporting live music.

Gah. One of my favorite artist, Graham Parker, played at Shank Hall last nite, with a full band, the Latest Clowns.

Where was I? Watching a crappy horror movie.

AAAHHHHHHAAHHHHHH! Why didn't one of you bozos call me?

Forgive me Mr. Parker. No excuses. I fucked up.


What the hell. Onset of middle age? Creeping senility? CRS disease?

I'm gonna blame it on Zelmo. Hey, yeah- if he had gone, he could have called me to ask where we could meet. That's It! It's Z's fault. After all, it's not as if I don't owe him a few beers (eighteen by his last count); you'd think he'd be hounding me to collect.

Bad Zelmo. Bad, bad Zelmo.

12 comments:

  1. CRS is a dreadful disease, one which does not discriminate between rich and poor, black, white, yellow or orange, religious or not. I think you'd have to say it does discriminate between young and old, but considering I am already experiencing symptoms at the comparatively young age of 38, it is only a relative breather for the younger generation.

    They too shall be afflicted.

    Thank goodness for sticky notes.

    And wives. Otherwise I'd be totally screwed.

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  2. Then I'm totally without hope. My wife is a total spacehead. Without Outlook, we wouldn't have hope of seeing her at home on a regular basis.

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  3. I gapped too.

    It's not so much the partial brain damage as it is the start of the summer season. Just too damn much going on!

    F'rinstance: this weekend involved a Brewer's game, a bachelor party, a 25 mile Ride For The Arts, and Pirate Fest in Port Washington. Arrgh!

    Mr. Parker just got lost in the shuffle.

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  4. Pirate Fest?!? PIRATE FEST???!!?!?

    Lost in the shuffle. Boy, that's lamer than my reason.

    I'm still going with Blame It On Zelmo.

    here's my next move:
    The Drams June 22nd at Vnuk'S

    What say ye, Pirate Boy?

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  5. Why didn't one of you bozos call me?


    If you want AG to call you, all you have to do is be single and Jewish!

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  6. Holy Schnikees! FHL is next week, and I'm nowhere NEAR the appropriate frame of mind. I'm still buzzing from all the Genesis blogging.

    See, THIS is how we miss critical dates. Sensory overload.

    Your next move better be some WA-HA!

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  7. and just WHO is it that's not gonna make the Wa-Ha?

    Hmmm?

    Who has a CONFLICT?

    Fuck that. I'm gonna Bogart all the wa-ha

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  8. 2 strikes? AG puts it out there and that's your best attempt at flirting?

    To quote Bluest Girl, "Pshaw!"

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  9. I'm lousy at flirting.

    But then, I'm not Jewish.

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  10. Billy, I admire your ability to blame others for your mistakes. I call that game "Who Shit My Pants?"

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  11. Someday, I'll be a Republican President!

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