Love That Weather!

Loving this weather. Not. Summer's not even officially over and there's already talk of snow on the horizon. My place is like a meat cooler in this beeach. It deosn't help that I felt like a big ol' bag o' shit today because I went to a show last night. I could really use a shave, too. I believe I'm letting myself go a little bit. I'm already into the winter doldrums. At this rate I will be a fat slob by next spring. Now there's a challenge I could probably succeed at.
As I said, I saw The Brian Jonestown Massacre last night and had a few too many beers for a weekday outing. The show itself was alright but I could've used a blow-up or two by Antone. The two closest things to a blow-up seemed forced and rehearsed. It was like his band was walking on eggshells the whole show, though, not wanting to make a mistake and risk dissappointing their high and mighty leader. And who knows how long the show really went on as we left at 1:30 or so. They might still be playing! That drummer could probably still be playing at this moment, dude was like the energizer bunny. He was definitely the highlight, on point whether the song went for 5 or 15 minutes long.
I caught a little bit of Dateline NBC's continuing search for the biggest pervert of 2006 tonight. It's quite entertaining, yet creepy and disgusting all at the same time. But, hey if you're ever down in the dumps and feel like you can't go on, just check out these pedo's getting caught red-handed on national TV. Believe you me, they feel a hell of a lot worse than you do. It's almost painful to watch, but also funny to see how stupid my fellow man can be. Although most of these cases involved dudes looking for a young girl it still makes me think of MJ for some reason. I can't put my finger in it...or on it, sorry.
In other news, the NHL to be precise, the Islanders have signed Rick Dipietro to a staggering 15-year deal worth 4.5 per annum. Of all the players who you think would command this type of deal, Ricky was so far off the radar he couldn't be found. It was like trying to find pinner's package without a magnifying glass. Speaking of wangs, the appropriately named Islanders owner Charles Wang was instrumental in getting the deal done. Him and Islanders G.M. Garth Snow look like they're ready to light the way to a brighter, more vibrant NHL where idiocy deosn't exist. Sorry...no...I got that wrong, they're just fucking it up worse with shit like this. I really hope Dipietro has an unfortunate cheese grating accident which makes him unable to ever play again ( let alone feed himself). I can hardly wait to see the Isles next calculating move, maybe signing Michael Jordan to try another sport. That'll put asses in the seats! Their sorry reputation is further sullied and as long as these two headcases are running the shit show it'll only get worse. I'm done speaking.