Summer concert update...

It's been awhile since I've blogged, but it's not because I've been sitting on my ass. It's been crazy-busy at work, and the weekends have been pretty crazy too. Brad and I have slipped into summer concert high-gear. We saw NIN at Jones Beach last weekend--what a f*@#ing amazing show. I mean, Jesus Christ. It was out of control how amazing every single somg sounded. I was super psyched because not only did they do all the good stuff off of the latest record, With Teeth, they did all the amazing NIN we know and love--including two somewhat obscure songs, "Get Down, Make Love," and "Dead Souls" (which is actually a Joy Division cover)--just one more reason why I love NIN so much and have ever since back in the Pretty Hate Machine Days...

Anyway, we also saw A.F.I. this past Friday at Roseland. Brad's friend Jen works for the label and scored us awesome seats, so we were actually sitting in the balcony and not down below in all of the mess, which was a good thing because honestly, I thought the kids in the pit were going to take someone's head off it was so crazy. A.F.I. was really impressive. I wasn't expecting them to sound better live than they do on their records, but that was exactly what they did and they put on an amazing, high energy show. My favorite moment was at the end of the show when the singer, Davey Havok, actually came into the crowd and was standing (I think on people's shoulders) as he was singing. It was an amazing show.

Upcoming concerts...belive it or not, Brad and I are sort of on a cheese-metal kick, so I think we're going to see Poison and Cinderella (I LOVE Cinderella) in August and then Aerosmith and Motley Crue in September. Very cool!

The Dirt...

I just borrowed The Dirt: The Autobiography of Motley Crue from a coworker, and I must say, it is freaking awesome. It so brought me back to all of the things that I love about metal and how freaking excited I was about music back then. I used to love finding out about the craziness that my favorite bands were always up to in magazines like Metal Edge and Rolling Stone; there was nothing better that lusting over pictures of Nicki Sixx, Tommy Lee (both from Motley Crue of course), Duff McKagan (bassist for G N'R), Sebastian Bach, Snake (both from Skid Row), Ian Ashbury (The Cult), and Tom Keifer (Cinderella) and my room was plastered with pictures of them. All reminiscing aside, The Dirt is an great read, told through all of the band member's perspectives (and Mick Mars is as insane as I always thought he was), with lots of commentary from band managers, ex-fill-in lead-singers, roadies, and some letters and scribbles from Tommy Lee when he was in prison. It really gives you an inside look at what the band was going through, their oft unruly passion for music and life, the insane amounts of drugs they put into their bodies, and really tugs at your heartstrings during moments. I highly recommend this book to anyone who is looking for a really engrossing summer read.

Asparagus...

Really makes your pee stink. It especially makes your cat's pee stink though. Our new kitty, Sawyer, happily ate a stalk of asparagus (along with almost half of my crab cake) at dinner last night, and his pee is lethal. No more asparagus for kitty. Meow!

Everyone is preggers...

Lately it seems like everywhere I turn, everyone I know is having a baby. Not that it's a bad thing, it's just an observation. I suppose we're all at that age...around 30, getting married, having kids...it's the thing to do. I have two close friends/couples I know (who attended our wedding) that are pregnant, and a whole bunch more that I know, or sort-of know, who have informed the world that they're preggers. Two more women and one future daddy in the office. A quasi-relation (my mom's live-in boyfriend's niece) and the sister of a good friend of mine (whose wife happens to also be pregnant). Maybe it's something in the water. Are they putting super-sperm and ovary nutrients in there that we don't know about?

I better start crocheting faster; lots of baby blankets to be made...

Anti-technology after 6 & on weekends...

I e-mailed a friend this morning with my apologies about not responding to an e-mail that he sent me on Friday until today, Monday morning. I'm a slacker on the weekends and after 6 p.m. Lately it's been really hard to drag my butt to our home computer when I spend 9 hours in front of one during the day. I just can't do it. I don't have that kind of attention span--and besides, if it is so important to get in touch with me, call my cell phone. I rarely don't answer it (unless it is during the day at work, in which case it is more than likely off anyhow, and you can get me at my work number). I just hate technology sometimes. I would rather hang out with my husband, my family, my kitties, do something productive, or do nothing more than take a nap. All that seems like it is a lot more important than checking e-mail. Maybe I'm just rebelling against e-mail and computers after-hours because I feel like a slave to them during the work week. One of my coworkers is on vacation this week--in Jamaica (I am so envious) and she actually e-mailed me back about a work issue. Is she crazy? Checking work e-mail on vacation? Completely nuts. No thanks. That wouldn't be me. I'd rather sunbathe.

Eeeewww!

Hairless cats look like aliens. Freaky I tell you! I'm not the only one who thinks so. If you check out the website Kittenwar and click on the losingest (weird word, I know) kittens, you will see a plethora, a plethora of hairless cats. They just look odd. You can't tell me you'd rather snuggle with this Grendel:



Over this Grendel: