BB's current therapy: "Right Brigade," as sung by Bad Brains on my bitchin' new DVD, Live at CBGB 1982. MOBB got me this, among other cool things, for Christmas.
It's a damn good DVD. Pure chaos, and the Brains are in fine form (as if you had to ask).
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THEBOY finallly emerged from bed around 10am. He peered at the gifts and said, "He's been here." Then he paused and said, "No lumps of coal."
Ha!
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It was a great Christmas for the kids. They scored gift after great gift. THEGIRL spent all day in the dress-up stuff my folks got her, and THEBOY got so much stuff... air hockey, bad guy figures, Transformers, videos... wow.
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I didn't feel worth a flip all day. The vast quantities of sweets and different foods I've eaten probably weren't the best approach for a guy with some sort of ongoing gut malaise. But screw it.
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The drive home from Corsicana last night was bad. It was a driving rain, and we hit standing water and hydroplaned briefly several times. We passed accidents, saw folks driving like idiots. MOBB didn't see me shoot the bird at one guy. He didn't see it either.
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This Bad Brains show... man, the place just blew a fuse and all the lights went out. The band played on though.
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We are taking THEBOY to try some Kung Fu classes, hopefully starting tomorrow.
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"Hey, somebody get this dude--he's bleedin'," says HR from the stage. Chaos, this show. Pure chaos.
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