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| Howie's Journal 22.10.2001 1.02am | |||||||
| Hi, I'm a dumbass. We just wrote a big long journal entry and I erased it by mistake. I was eating lead paint in the dressing room tonight, from under the sink. That would explain it. Anyone live in Bexley, Ohio? We're passing through your town right now, so wave. No canned ravioli for dinner tonight. TGI Friday's treated us right. We also had Thanksgiving dinner for lunch with our good friend Bob Evans. He's kind of weird, but he means well. Second show with O.A.R. tonight was great. Mad heads up in that piece, word. They've been really good to us. Vachon has been crying for the past hour, because someone brought him spoiled milk with his cornbread. It's a damn shame what nuns will do for a laugh. So yesterday marked the 2 year anniversary of my working for Howie and Vachon's first month. We kicked off the celebration with a fireworks display of epic proportion. That was then followed by a toast and a buffet consisting of 2 all-spam casseroles, a bag of pork rinds and some Mad Dog 40/40. Oh what a party!!! Mariah Carey showed up and challenged Howie to a vocal duel. Howie showed her up in a matter of minutes. While celebrating, Vachon busted out the champagne and got some on Mariah by mistake. She melted. Now her manager is mad at us. Life goes on. Thanks to Greta and Dawn for the lovely gourd. We'll cherish it forever, or at least until it starts to rot and gets all mushy and stinky. God save the clean, Jamie well due to further legal action i will not be able to discuss the milk or mariah carey incident.but i will answer any questions about things i know about. thanksgiving was great i even had french fries with my turkey and fixins. if u ever see a roadsign and u think it says burt reynolds, start questioning yourself about the amount of sleep your getting. so i got a new hat. if u see me wearing it for the love of god, do not attempt to touch it. i will just yell leave me alone and throw pourage at you. o.a.r. has been great and their merch guy is really cool which is all this merch man/sassy man about town can ask for. besides maybe a forklift, but christmas isnt too far away so i can wait. its really dark in the middle of nowhere. the 7 people who live in this vector should turn on flashlights (so i can see them and also know they want to play flaslight tag). well before i get more unintelligible i feel it is imperative that i be on my way and bid everyone adieu. p.s. rancid milk..... not as funny as it looks on tv. later on....... -vachon |
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