Thank you St. Valentine

In ancient Rome, Emperor Claudius II was having trouble reqruiting young men for his army. This was due to the boys not wanting to leave their new loves discovered during Lupercalia, a festival to honor Juno, Queen of the Roman Gods and Goddesses. The emperor cancelled all engagements and St. Valentine headed the call of the lovelorn and began to secretly marry couples. Once he was caught, he was beaten to death and beheaded on February 14th. Now we celebrate his love every Valentines day and if my math is correct, my parents celebrated this ancient holiday exactly 9 months before I was born. Gross as that may sound, it is nice to know that your parents celebrate the most cherished day of love throughout the year.

So now I'm 29 and still have no clue what to do with my life. I have about as much direction as a drunk baby. My birthday was good. I was texted and phoned various accolades, in French, Spanish and English, starting the day before, and continuing throughout the rest of the 'celebration.' Stupid Flanders performed down at eVocal and played brilliantly, if I do say so myself. Many of my friends/fans made some custom t-shirts with pics of me on the front of a time when I was not 'completely with it' as I donned my 'I'm The Evil Twin' shirt as an homage to Jonny. Afterwards, we retired to casa de Nate-O and drank vats of White Russians and shared in the experience of the the libation known as Absinte, graciously given to me by Veg. After hours of sips, trips, and spanks, I enjoyed some enthralling conversation then passed out on my new satin Playboy sheets, spread out for me by Ali and Lisa, along with custom pillows stamped with our inside joke. It is always good to be surrounded by good friends who care about you, even if their feelings are misplaced at times. Knowing who you are and where you came from gives you strong footholds towards the future.
On a sad note, my moving picture box (tv for the layman) of the last four or five years died. Not a huge loss. I only paid $50 for it off ebay. It served me well and got me through many a lazy nights. I stacked my alternate tv atop if for a few days and made a white trash snowman. Guess I need to buy a plasma tv now...

VIV Infomercial!!!

Finally have a video of the infomercial that Veg and were in. Have a peek, take a gander at the goodness...

The Superbroke Brass and Tin and Strings Electric Marching Band Ensemble

The opportunity to play with the Superbroke Brass and Tin and Strings Electric Marching Band Ensemble was presented to my hero, Wingman, by the Bossman, whose assistant is Danny from the Untouchables. This group of superheroes fight against the evil Anti-groove and my hero, Wingman, was thrilled to be a part of the show. We gathered outside of Molly Malones in LA to go over the upcoming set. The ensemble tonight consisted of three guitars, a bass, drums, two claramins (synthesizers), two vocals, bongo drum, trombone, two trumpets, flugelhorn, and two tenor saxes. Wingman hit the stage and did his best to keep up with the eclectic group of heroes. The center stage and mic was shared by Wingman and Bossman. What an honor! After about an hour set, and flying through the crowd, as well as some super posing, hands were shaked, congratulations given and received, and the ensemble dispersed until the next time they were needed again to battle the evil that is the Anti-groove!

Halloween!!!!

Our annual Halloween Party was held last Wed and, as usual, good times, liquor, and drunken-costume-wearing rejects were in abundance. The whole band dressed up as the Spice Girls and we have to had been the sexiest/scariest rendition ever conceived. We looked good (depending on who you asked)! I was beautiful as Baby Spice! The whole house was decorated in bloody hand-prints, spiders, cobwebs, black lights, and skeletons. Fog machines set the mood as well as hampered lung capacity. A once stocked bar is now a faded memory, and a sticky bar-top is all that remains. The floors throughout the entire house are sticky like a cheap movie theatre floor. The party wouldn't have been a party if the cops hadn't shown up. My impatient neighbor made sure of that. All in all, it was a great party and all the attendees, everything and everyone from dinosaurs to R-Kelly, skanky policewomen to Tom Cruise from Risky Business, had a good time. Until next year...