Stoked!

I am so completely stoked. My friend Shayna found two tickets to the Dave Matthews Band show next Wednesday. Typically we buy tickets but for the past couple of years we just kind of wait around to see if anything good comes up.

I emailed her last week to find out if she had any extras and she didn't but told me she would check around. She e-mailed me today and said that a friend of hers (Bob) had Section 3 Row 5 tickets. Did you hear me? I said... SECTION 3 ROW 5! HOLY SHIT! Throughout the years, I've gotten closer and closer and this year... prime seats.

It's weird, I'm such a DMB fan and the live show experience never gets old for me. It's something that Brynn and I share every year and it was one of the first concerts that we ever went to. We actually traveled to Chicago and saw them at Soldier Field. It was one of the greatest times I've ever had in my life. I lose myself for three hours when I go and see my boys Dave, Stefan, Carter, Boyd & Roi.

I owe Shayna. Yes I do.

Rejoice!

For I have blogged!

Damn, I have been so out of the bloggin loop it's just mad crazy. I try, really I do but I have absolutely nothing to say and I cannot force it otherwise it will appear as if I DID force it and then it won't be enjoyable at all. Run on much? mkay.

Anyway, tonight I got home from work and we had the usual routine. Change clothes, talk for a minute or two and then discuss what we are going to have for dinner. Tonight, hot dogs. We typically grill them because Brynn really doesn't like them any other way. Brynn is the griller in the family so I don't usually bother but I will go outside and sit with her while she cooks. It's been raining so damn much here in Kansas that we put our patio umbrella down and it's been down for several days. The sun was peeking out tonight so I decided to open it back up. As I opened it, I noticed two grasshoppers just hangin out on the inside of it. Although, not only were they hangin out, they were doing their little grass hopper mating thing. Those fuckers were humpin away! Mind you, there was no ass movement, there was no movement at all, but those insects were spawning! We took pictures.

That was pretty much the excitement for the evening. It's been so humid & wet outside that we've pretty much stayed in. We watch hours upon hours of reality television and it's sick really. Just sick. I've added a bit about each one. Please don't think any less of me for being a reality tv junkie. Everyone has to have a hobby, right?

Sunday: We usually play catch up with all the shows we missed during the rest of the week. The only shows we really like to watch on Sundays are The L Word and Queer As Folk but neither of those are on right now.

Monday: There ain't SHIZAT on Monday night. Except The Closer and it's not a reality TV show but it's a damn good Kyra Sedgwick.. uh, I mean detective show.

Tuesday:
Big Brother: People live together in a house and pretend that they are playing a game with integrity. Bullshit! They all lie! I would love to play this game.
The Real World: this show just gets worse and worse every time they release a new one. The first season it was the 'real world', raw stuff happenin in New York city. Now, you've got cocky, immature and horny college kids drinkin it up every single night. (We interrupt this blog to bring you this breaking news: I am watching Bobby Brown and I just witnessed Whitney Houston farting. I have seen enough to know I have seen too MUCH.) The Real World should have never stopped allowing 23-25 year olds. It was much better back in the day.

Wednesday:
So You Think You Can Dance: Sixteen people compete to win a dance competition. I fucking love this shit. Cheesy Cheeserson, right here people. Look closely.
Brat Camp: There shitty kids get sent to wilderness camp called Sagewalk where they are basically torn to shreds emotionally and then built back up. Then they 'graduate' and get to go home to boarding school. Just watched the season finale tonight (thank god for DVR) and two of them went back to doin raunchy teenage shit and gettin in trouble.
Kathy Griffin - My Life on the D-List: Holy crap Kathy Griffin is hilarious. I've never really cared for her, but watching her show has kind of changed my perspective. There was one bit she did in one of her stand up routines where she said something like... "What's up with people who LOVED high school? They only loved it because those were the people that made my life hell! They picked on everyone and they were all mean as shit!" She is NOT lyin. I highly recommend this one if you can tolerate her for 30 minutes.
Battle of the Network Reality Stars: Oh my god!!!! Get jobs!!!!

Thursday:
Big Brother (Again): See above.
Being Bobby Brown: Bobby & Whitney are drunks. Crack is whack!

Friday: Party Time.

Saturday:
Biggity Brizzle: See above above..

Wow... So yeah, after reading this, we watch a lot of crap on TV.

Night.

* I won't outright admit that I watch this one.

I was forced!

Damn, I haven't blogged in 10 days. That's a record. (OK, maybe not) I was forced by my good friend DeAnna to update my blog. I really just don't have anything to say.

The final episode of Queer As Folk aired on Showtime last Sunday night. During one of the final scenes, Justin & Brian were having a *ahem* 'moment' and the most fantasticly eerie song was playing. It's called "Ambition" by the Doves. I absolutely love it. In fact, I'm listening to it right now!

Let's see...tonight, on my way home from work I could see in the distance that it looked like it might rain. As I got closer to home, it was pitch black and the only thing that went through my mind was, "Holy Shit". I seriously thought a tornado or something was going to just fall out of the sky. I took pictures with my phone but who knows how those will turn out. I'll post them later.

That's it... I got nothin else. Oh yeah, I hate George Bush.

Hell. Yeah.

Jessica got a FAT ASS bonus today. Which in turn, led to this purchase:
YaY!

I have been wanting a new one of these for a long ass time and I got a kick ass deal. A $200 dollar rebate on an already great price.

Damn I'm stoked!