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my droogs and i are feeling particularly ultra-violent today. i attempted to get into work early this morning to call the east coast but was thrwarted by a rash of traffic mishaps along the way. the 101 fwy was pretty much closed and i saw two huge accidents that shut down major intersections when i attempted to take surface streets. traffic doesn't really irk me, its just part of living in los angeles. what really got me pissed was four consecutive phone calls from a telemarketer to my cell phone when i was in the middle of an important conversation with a legislative director of a senate office in washington, dc. and it was the same dumbfuckingtelemarketer who kept dialing my number and asking for "mr. hood." i was raised to be polite by my momma but by the time phone call #4 rolled around i gave the telemarketer the following instructions, "repeat after me... i... will... not... call... this... number... again...ever!" then i told him to have a nice day and hung up.
the ultra-violent tension that i can feel when i crack my knuckles is a good thing because tomorrow i'm going balls-out playing paintball with a bunch of my boys. yup, i'm a redneck at heart. our plans from a few weeks ago got rained out and i'm mad psyched to light up some mofos. this place we're going to is supposed to be some hardcore badass isht. the sets from the movies the mummy, waterworld, and starship troopers will be our playground.
happy belated birthday wishes go to ben webster, the bad boy of the tenor sax. ben webster was born on march 27, 1909 in kansas city. a member of the holy trinity of premier tenor sax players (with ornette coleman and lester young), ben webster is recognized for his range; he could be brutal and beat you up during up-tempo stomps and as gentle as a summer breeze during ballads. the type of guy who'd find himself in a fight minutes after walking into a bar, he was loved by women everywhere and hated by men for it. many of webster's best known recordings came during the onset of the bebop era when duke ellington revitalized his orchestra with the addtions of webster and the bassist jimmy blanton.
going back on monday to king king in hollywood on hollywood for some more blues. y'all are welcome to join me and a few friends for drinks and some tasty licks provided by the blue shadows. their sound is highlighted by a great harmonica player and the coolest steel guitar that keb'mo hisself would be proud to play.
happy friday everybody!
my droogs and i are feeling particularly ultra-violent today. i attempted to get into work early this morning to call the east coast but was thrwarted by a rash of traffic mishaps along the way. the 101 fwy was pretty much closed and i saw two huge accidents that shut down major intersections when i attempted to take surface streets. traffic doesn't really irk me, its just part of living in los angeles. what really got me pissed was four consecutive phone calls from a telemarketer to my cell phone when i was in the middle of an important conversation with a legislative director of a senate office in washington, dc. and it was the same dumbfuckingtelemarketer who kept dialing my number and asking for "mr. hood." i was raised to be polite by my momma but by the time phone call #4 rolled around i gave the telemarketer the following instructions, "repeat after me... i... will... not... call... this... number... again...ever!" then i told him to have a nice day and hung up.
the ultra-violent tension that i can feel when i crack my knuckles is a good thing because tomorrow i'm going balls-out playing paintball with a bunch of my boys. yup, i'm a redneck at heart. our plans from a few weeks ago got rained out and i'm mad psyched to light up some mofos. this place we're going to is supposed to be some hardcore badass isht. the sets from the movies the mummy, waterworld, and starship troopers will be our playground.
happy belated birthday wishes go to ben webster, the bad boy of the tenor sax. ben webster was born on march 27, 1909 in kansas city. a member of the holy trinity of premier tenor sax players (with ornette coleman and lester young), ben webster is recognized for his range; he could be brutal and beat you up during up-tempo stomps and as gentle as a summer breeze during ballads. the type of guy who'd find himself in a fight minutes after walking into a bar, he was loved by women everywhere and hated by men for it. many of webster's best known recordings came during the onset of the bebop era when duke ellington revitalized his orchestra with the addtions of webster and the bassist jimmy blanton.
going back on monday to king king in hollywood on hollywood for some more blues. y'all are welcome to join me and a few friends for drinks and some tasty licks provided by the blue shadows. their sound is highlighted by a great harmonica player and the coolest steel guitar that keb'mo hisself would be proud to play.
happy friday everybody!
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I love Clockwork Orange... but then again who doesnt!