My Morning Jacket - Festival Pier at Penn's Landing - Philadelphia, PA - 9/5/08

A lot of times I will ruin things for myself by going into them with extremely high expectations. From everything I've heard and read about My Morning Jacket's live shows, I was concerned with this also being the case for my first time seeing them live. It honestly took half of a song to understand that it was going to be, for a lack of a better word, special. I've been to my fair share of concerts and as great as most of them were, they all have had a logical place and time where they should end. With MMJ that was not the case. The whole show was on a straight trajectory upwards throughout. They could have played for two more hours and the energy level of the crowd wouldn't have dipped a bit. Jim James owned us.

During the encore while playing Touch Me I'm Going To Scream Pt. 2 it started to drizzle a little bit and across the Ben Franklin Bridge there was an impromptu fireworks show. I'm assuming that it was not planned by the band since Jim James looked at his band mates with an expression that indicated he was as surprised as we were.

I could go on but I'm not a good enough writer to do the show justice. Here's the set list:

1. Anytime

2. Aluminum Park

3. Off The Record

4. Evil Urges

5. Touch Me I'm Going To Scream Pt.1

6. What A Wonderful Man

7. Two Halves

8. Golden

9. Thank You Too!

10. I'm Amazed

11. Evelyn Is Not Real

12. Sec Walkin'

13. War Begun

14. Phone Went West

15. Librarian

16. Dondante

17. Gideon

18. Lay Low

19. Mahgeetah

*****ENCORE*****

20. Wordless Chorus

21. Highly Suspicious

22. Cobra

23. Smokin From Shootin

24. Touch Me I'm Going To Scream Pt.2

25. Run Thru

26. One Big Holiday

I'm 30 now and.....

I turned 30 a few weeks ago. I targeted my birthday as the day that I'll try to make some positive changes. Once again I would try to eat better and go to the gym, I would dedicate some time every day (even if it's only a half hour) to writing a few pages of a screenplay I've been trying to write and I would read more books.

At least New Years is only a few months away so I can try again.

Newport Folk Festival - Part 2

This weekend was the tale of two days. Saturday the weather was bad but the lineup was awesome. Sunday, the weather was great but the lineup wasn't as good. Unlike the day before, we brought a cooler with pre-made mixed drinks in soda bottles (since you weren't allowed to bring in alcohol).

Since the music wasn't as important today, just a brief recap:

Brandi Carlisle - I really like her 1st CD, was off put by them using a song off her second album to promote a new season of Grey's Anatomy so I never got it. She sounded great and did the only encore I've seen at the festival so far doing Hallelujah.

Calexico - I only have one Calexico CD which I like a lot. Unfortunately they didn't play anything off of it. Other than JIM JAMES coming out for a song with them, the highlight was a good cover of Alone Again Or. I like Calexico's sound with the brass section and everything. I'm going to pick up some more of their stuff.

Son Volt - I was really big into Alt-Country a few years ago and Son Volt's Trace was a big album for me so it was cool to get to see them. We walked over to the Harbor Stage to see them. Hanging out behind the stage watching and eating some food was none other than JIM JAMES again. Between coming out with these other acts and just seeing him just taking in the whole festival raised my man-crush level to orange.

That pretty much wrapped up the festival for me. Jimmy Buffett was coming up next and the place was filled with Parrotheads. We hung out back at our blanket for a little bit. As soon as the applaud came for Jimmy Buffett we started packing up our blanket to the stunned amazement of some fans.

Fort Adams was a great venue for a festival. It was very spacious and the sound carried far. The atmosphere was great with boats crowded as close to shore as they could. It looked like a great party out there. I need a sailboat.

Back at the hotel, me and my friend were on the elevator back from the hotel rooftop bar. When the doors opened JIM JAMES was waiting to get on. We shook his hand and told him that we were fans and all that other stuff. He was really cool and genuinely seemed to appreciate it. Later on when we went back to the rooftop bar, he was still there. We had one more brief interaction and quietly shared a Newport sunset. Man-crush level...red.

Newport Folk Festival - Part 1

I've wanted to check out Newport for a few years now. Unbeknownst to me, it was my friend's favorite town in the world. So when I sent him a link (half jokingly) saying we should check out the festival he got really excited and it was booked two days later.

We got up there Friday night with our lady friends and went out for dinner and drinks. After dinner we went to a bar called The Red Parrot. At the back end of the bar we saw Jakob Dylan. In short, we met him, he seemed like a nice guy and he was very nice about taking a nice group photo with us. But he wasn't even the coolest musician I would meet that weekend.

Saturday:
Young at Heart Chorus - They were a novelty act but very entertaining. These guys were 75 to 85 years old singing Hendrix, Coldplay and Bruce Springsteen songs. Seeing people move around singing, dancing and having a good time at their age was actually pretty moving. I'm actually glad I left before they were done so I didn't have to stay around for their inevitable standing ovation. If I had stayed I might have started welling up in front of people and I wasn't ready for that at noon.

Cowboy Junkies - Only went over for the last four songs. I'm only really familiar with their radio stuff which I didn't get to hear any. Pretty decent though.

Jakob Dylan - I was in to the Wallflowers first CD, but since then it seems like if you've heard one Jakob Dylan song, you've heard them all. I should have left this set a little earlier to go back to the main stage, but at the time, I thought meeting him the night before obligated me to stay for most of it.

Richie Havens - The reason I wish I left Jakob Dylan's set earlier. I only got there to see him close with a kick ass rendition of Won't Be Fooled Again.

When we first got to the festival, we were fortunate enough to lock down seats under the tent of the Harbor Stage which was where most of the good acts were playing that day. Between the threat of thunderstorms and the fact that the Harbor Stage had the better acts, it got more crowded at the tent as the day went on. As a group, there were acts that some of us wanted to see that others didn't which made saving seats alot easier.

Steve Earle and Alison Moorer - I enjoyed the 2nd half of his set more than the first. He brought out a DJ and played 'Satelite Radio' which I've heard before somewhere. As a fan of The Wire, the highlight was him closing with Down in The Hole.

She & Him - Probably my favorite performance of the festival (I may have retroactively changed my mind on that though which I'll explain later.) I've been getting into Zooey Deschanel lately as a singer and as a piece of ass. I love her voice on the album and it really holds up live too. She doesn't always look comfortable on stage but that is expected from someone who only recently started performing her own music. It started to downpour during this set which for some reason makes it seem alot more epic. I'm glad we had our seats since there was about a thousand person overflow coming out of the tent with only 500 seats tops under the tent. Jim James came out for an M. Ward cover which really electified the crowd since I would imagine half of them were there at the She & Him set to jockey for position for his set coming up next.

Jim James - Going in to the festival this was the performance I was looking forward to the most. After watching his set there were two things that were abundantly clear to me. First, the guy's voice is sick. Second, I need to see My Morning Jacket live. Since being back from Newport and relistening to the broadcast of it online, it might be my favorite of the festival and I think I'm developing a man-crush.

Black Crowes - I wasn't excited about seeing them. I just don't get the appeal. I guess my biggest problem was with their set list. If you're familiar with their whole catalog then it was probably amazing for you. Being at a festival where everyone is there for many different bands, I think a greatest hits kind of set would have been more appropriate. The highlight of the performance was looking up at the top of the fort and seeing Jim James. We actually waved at him and got one back. My man-crush level is raised to yellow.

Coming up...Day 2

Newport Folk Festival Teaser

I got back from the Newport Folk Festival and I'll probably blog it out in a few installments but I'll show you the highlight of the trip.

That's me sharing a Newport sunset with Jim James

MGMT - McCarren Park Pool - July 27th - Pt.2

I was probably only in McCarren Park Pool for about an hour and a half total and we missed the Ting Tings and Black Moth Super Rainbow. They were setting up for MGMT's set which gave me the opportunity to get in to two games of dodgeball. I'm hoping that I drank a little too much and that was why I was so terrible at a game I used to be classified as a wizard at (I'm afraid that it's not though). Either way, it was fun to play dodgeball again. I don't think I've played "real" dodgeball in like 20 years. By "real," I mean with the rubber kickballs not Nerf or anything like we were forced to play with before I even graduated from Elementary School.

For MGMT the place was packed and it seemed like most of the crowd was really into it. I'm not super familiar with the album but I recognized enough to enjoy the show. One one complaint was that for the encore they played what felt like was a 10 minute song I didn't recognize which seemed to bring the crowd down a little. On the flip side, it was followed up by the high point of the show which they closed with Kids which I thought sounded great and the crowd was really into it which always helps.

MGMT - McCarren Park Pool - July 27th - Pt.1

A few weeks ago I went to McCarren Park Pool for the first time. I showed up at 1:30 and my line wasn't too bad (as shown by the black line on the picture to the right). The doors opened at 2:00pm, and I was probably in there by 2:30pm.

This past Sunday, I showed up at roughly the same time with roughly the same rainy weather conditions. But this time the line was this long (on left). Luckily this time I did have someone with me and there was a deli a half a block away which came up huge with the Coors Light tall boys and paper bags. I can't tell if the doors opened at 2:00 since I was a mile away but I'd say by 3:45 I was approaching the area where I was on the Hold Steady line a few weeks earlier. Until...

We learned that we weren't making such great progress and the line was just re-routed so we were lined up around the pool and not around people's homes. We had only made slight progress (picture on right). After about another hour I walked to get us another six pack. By now the Ting Tings are on. I took an hours worth of public transportation to get there and I'm questioning whether or not we're even going to get in. I tell my friend to wait in line and I'm going to go to the front and ask the security guys if they are almost at capacity and if it's worth waiting. As I'm walking up to the front I see a group of people cut the line. It totally made sense as to why this line wasn't moving, it was happening all over the place. The line wasn't being policed at all. I get a hold of my friend and tell him to just walk towards the front of the line and find me. I engaged these two guys and started talking about the venue and the band. My friend came over with the beers, we gave them one and we had our new place in line. Not long after we cut the line, security came with a pitch counter and started counting off people and figuring out where they would be at capacity. He didn't get that far passed us before he determined who the last group getting in would be. We missed the first two acts but we did get in before MGMT came on.

Hold Steady - McCarren Pool - June 29th

Last Sunday I went to McCarren Park Pool in Brooklyn for the first "Pool Party" of the summer. While most people show up every Sunday for the dodge ball and slip and slides, I was lucky enough to get to see one of my current favorite bands.

This was actually my first McCarren Park Pool experience. I imagine that it is usually a lot more crowded on a weekly basis than it was that day because of the weather. From the moment I stepped on line I was treated to sporadic torrential rainfalls. There were a few time where I really thought it couldn't rain any harder...then it did. I didn't mind it though. Once you're wet you just need to embrace it. If anything else, it weeded people out and kept the actual Hold Steady fans in the building. And I'll also mention that, from a spectator's point of view, a dodge ball game can actually seem epic when being played a teeming rainstorm.

As far as the show goes, I don't think it's possible for The Hold Steady to play a bad show. Even if their songs weren't any good, they really seem like they enjoy what there doing and it really brings the show up a notch. They played pretty much the whole new album which is very good. I'll give the fans there alot of credit. Not only did they sit through the rain, most of the fans were singing along with the new songs despite the new album not being physically released at the time (iTunes only).

I debated whether or not to go to this concert since I would be going myself but between The Hold Steady and the concert venue, I definately made the right call.

The Loss Of Summer

What used to be my favorite season of the year has now become the season that I dread. I like the heat. I like wearing shorts. I like baseball, drinking outside during the day and the beach. The summer is also the time where I like to slow things down. Unfortunately the late teen/early 20's version of Slice just assumed everyone else felt this same way when planning out the rest of his life. It's disheartening to learn that it's not the case.

Today is the day that New York teachers finish work for the summer. Now for two months I'm going have a constant reminder of how I fucked up by not becoming a teacher. Not only do I have a few friends who are teachers (who are nice enough to send me text messages during the day telling me how awesome it is not to be at work), I'm engaged to a teacher so it's now right in my face 24/7.

Although it'll be at the forefront of my mind every second of the summer I'll try to keep it out of the blog. I even get tired of hearing my self complain about it out loud.

Hold Steady on Sunday!

Getting Inside Hymn -- Ocean of Noise

First off, I think I may need to further explain my selections for 'Getting Inside Hymn.' It's not solely based on one particular thing, be it lyrics, music or instumental or vocal proficiency. Granted, any combination of the aforementioned usually are a huge factor in transending a 'song' into an 'experience.'

The best songs, I think, can create a mood: romantic (Sinatra), relaxed (Jack Johnson), fun (New Pornographers), pensive (Sigur Ros). Of course, bad songs can elicit an emotional response, too. But not the ones that I like to feel, save the conflicted feelings I get when hearing 'I Kissed A Girl,' my summer '08, 'fat girls and mopeds' guilty pleasure.

So, in the lamest of distinctions, I don't just hear a good song... I feel it.

One of the more recent tracks that broke through the senses was 'Ocean of Noise,' by Arcade Fire. The album from which it derives -- Neon Bible -- is rock solid. It's well crafted, ambitious and dramatic in the best possible way. To me, the drama is most amplified in 'Ocean of Noise' (with Intervention, and it's Pink Floyd- bleek lyrics via a children's choir a close second). The lyrics of my favorite track are pretty solid on their own merit:

In an ocean of noise,
I first heard your voice,
Ringing like a bell,
As if I had a choice, oh well!

Left in the morning
While you were fast asleep,
Into an ocean of violence,
A world of empty streets.

You've got your reasons,
And me I've got mine,
But all the reasons I gave
Were just lies to buy myself some time.

In an ocean of noise,
I first heard your voice,
Now who here among us
Still believes in choice?
—Not I!

No way of knowing
What any man will do,
An ocean of violence
Between me and you.

You've got your reasons,
And me I've got mine,
But all the reasons I gave
Were just lies to buy myself some time.

I'm gonna work it out.
'Cause time won't work it out.
I'm gonna work it out.
'Cause time won't work it out for you. I'm gonna work it on out.

I gotta say, 'You've got your reasons, And me I've got mine, But all the reasons I gave Were just lies to buy myself some time' is some real good shit on the page. But when the lyrics are married with the slow-burning, haunting build of the music, the listener (or me) is transfixed.

The mood it elicits is a mixture of lust and loss (call it 'luss'). It's four-plus minutes of yearning and self-reflecion (or is it denial?) drenched in lovers' sweat. I want to have sex to this song, but I fear being crushed in its emotional wake. Not to mention the four-plus minute running time... I'm no superhero.

Getting Inside Hymn

I love music. If I had to choose between being deaf or blind, I would give up my eyesight only because I couldn't imagine a songless world. Plus, being blind would greatly increase the talent pool, rendering any woman with less than a discernible amount of facial hair a ten.

Given the fact that I'm willing to relinquish my vision, it's obvious that music has a profound effect on me. Not all music, mind you. I'm indifferent to 90% of the stuff that people listen to, and if it elicits any emotion, it's usually anger. I don't think of myself as a music snob... I'm not comfortable being painted with that brush. But I do have a certain prerequisite -- a buy-in factor -- to enjoy music. Being introduced to the Beatles at an early stage (and henceforth convinced that they are the best introductory course in music) in my development, I am a sucker for good melody and tight song structure. The Beatles discography is really a microcosm for my musical development. From straightforward pop (Meet the Beatles), to more challenging, boundary-testing fare (Rubber Soul, Revolver), to experimental (White Album), to the lavishly produced (Let it Be).

The list of favorites are too long to list and, frankly, too boring to read. However (and this is the point of my new blog series... I can't believe I typed 'blog series'), there are some songs that I find so transfixing -- so otherworldly -- that I almost want to climb inside it for its duration. It's a four-minute vacation -- a brief respite -- from the confining walls.

A great song can make you disappear completely. Unlike being blind, where everything else disappears completely.

Upon further review, I really hope I never have to make that decision.

So, that's the premise. Each installment will take a song and explain why I want to live in it. Given that I've threatened to start this series for four months now, I will be happy if I make it past three installments. Three counts as a series, right?

Tune in (you see it!) soon as I attempt Getting Inside: Ocean of Noise by Arcade Fire.

Pretirement

A group of recent college graduates pool all of their money and credit cards together to buy a bus and travel around the country going to music festivals and having one last year of fun before joining the work force.

He Killed Last Night

Ronin Blakely, a crisis-management specialist who helps preserve and restore the image of many Hollywood elite, meets his toughest challenge in A-list client Dean Baker, a comedic superstar that just so happens to be a mass-murderer.

Thoughtling

I went to high school at the wrong time. It's disappointing that I missed out on Rainbow Party era.

Screenplay Logline Attempt

-A man gets hypnotized to black out Mondays through Fridays from 9-5 so he doesn't remember being at work. After a few months, he learns that he took all his vacation time and hasn't been to work in a few weeks so he enlists the help of his friends to find out what he's been doing with his time.

So I saw Forgetting Sarah Marshall

I'm jealous of alot of people's lives, there are not many that I'm more jealous of than Judd Apatow (maybe Jack Johnson). While I'm stuck in a soul sucking job, this guy gets to run around and make movies with his friends all day. Normally I would hate a guy for his lot in life (i.e., Derek Jeter) but I guess I can overlook it since he seems to have my sense of humor.

If Freaks and Geeks lasted for more than one season, I would be more than comfortable saying it was my favorite television show of all time. While not as good as F&G, Undeclared ranks on my top 5 shows that got cancelled too soon. So based on all that you can probably guess that I liked this movie based on my bias going in.

I've tried to write screenplays before and my biggest complaint about this movie is the problem that I normally have when writing. Sometimes I'll think of funny scenes for a movie and instead of saving them for a later screenplay, I'll fit it in to the one I'm currently doing. More often than not it interupts the flow. I noticed this happening a few times in Forgetting Sarah Marshall. Not that those scenes weren't funny, but it felt a little forced once the next scene got you back to the plot.

Random notes:
-I had no idea that Mila Kunis is hot.
-I'm pretty much over Jonah Hill
-If I was going to have a man crush, Paul Rudd would be an option.
-I thought I was going to hate the "Sarah Marshall's Lothario Boyfriend" character but he was a pleasant surprise. Pretty funny.
-Jack McBrayer's role was pretty close to his role on 30 Rock...which was fine by me.
-One of the more quotable movies from under the Apatow umbrella.

Some things I watched

I read Bringing Down the House a few years ago and anytime a book I read is made into a movie, I'll go see it. If it's bad, I'll just tell them I read the book so I was curious to see it.

21 had one major thing going against it from the get go. I hate Jim Sturgess. I don't know him from anything other than a two and half minute trailer for Across The Universe, but I hate him because of it. I wasn't expecting much more than a popcorn flick whose sole purpose was to make me want to go back to Vegas again, and that's pretty much what Im got.

It was very overstylized which is to be expected when Vegas was involved, Kevin Spacey was a little too over-the-top my problem with his character is that it was a little riduclous to believe a college professor can wield as much power as he did.

If I was going to rate this movie on a scale of 1 to 35, I'd probably give it around a 21.

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A welcome surprise from my Netflix queue, The King of Kong probably ranks in my top 5 documentaries right now. Any film that can have me mocking a whole subculture in the first ten minutes to me having a rooting interest in one of the characters less than seventy minutes later deserves alot of credit.

I would have thought these characters were made up if the concept of people caring about classic video game high scores wasn't so bizarre that it had to be true. You have the born loser Steve Wiebe who has had opportunities for success taken away from him on numerous occasions and finds solace in trying to beat the high score in Donkey Kong after getting laid off from work. Billy Mitchell is the classic arcade game Wunderkind who at one point held high scores in a few classic arcade games but his Donkey Kong record is the only one he still holds. He's the least physically intimidating person you could imagine but with a dark beard and a sweet, jet black mullet, he's gotten himself a "trophy" wife (that could only be considered hot in the video gaming subculture) and a bunch of hero worshippers who are his eyes and ears at the arcade. It's crazy. I couldn't recommend it more.

Explosions in the Sky - Crazy Donkey

Whether I'm emptying the dishwasher or playing a game of Madden, I can put on Explosions in the Sky and the experience just seems to become more important.

When I saw that they were playing at a bar I used to go to on Long Island this past Sunday I figured it would be worth checking out. I've never seen an experimental, instrumental band before. I was very curious about what the crowd would be like or if there would be a crowd at all but as it turns out, it was packed.

I'll start off by saying that they were really good. For a band who has no vocals, they were entertaining to watch on stage. Two of the guys spent alot of time on the floor which I normally don't really care for, but it didn't seem forced at all. It just seemed like that's where the song ended up taking them. The funniest part of the show was that the audience didn't know when to applaud. They didn't really take breaks between songs. Most of their songs run about 7-10 minutes so they just kind of run into one another. I would definately see these guys again. I would imagine an Explosions in the Sky concert would kick ass at an outdoor venue.

Check Out My Six Pack - Volume 2 - Magic Hat Circus Boy

Circus Boy from Magic Hat Brewing Company was the selection this week. I have no good reason for why I picked this one this week since I hate the circus (clowns) and it's a Hefeweizen which is apparently a summer beer.

The Magic Hat website describes it as: Hefeweizen Unfiltered and unfettered, Circus Boy is a unique and refreshing American-style Hefeweizen.Is he a who? Or a what? Or perhaps some of both?

Very easy to drink. I was watching the NCAA Tournament and was done with my six pack well before the first game ended. But I actually did notice there was a hint of some lemon or other citrus-like stuff. I normally don't pick up on that kind of thing so it was either really strong or my palate is maturing. Probably the former.

Bonus points for surprising little messages under each bottle cap. Mine were:
-Can I have this dance?
-Suck the toe of Edgar Allen Poe
-Life is Better inside a Warm Sweater
-It's always best to Confess to your Mess
-Don't drive a car if you're not going far
-You're never Alone with a Bone

Not much else to say. I probably wouldn't order it in a bar. Not as good as Long Trail IPA.
3.5 out of 6

Should I give it an extra half point because the guy at the beverage store gave me a Magic Hat Condom? Nah.

I have to come up with a new angle for this feature

My annual drunkest day of the year diary

Every year I take off for the first two days of the NCAA Tournament. That Thursday routinely ends up being the drunkest day of my year. Last year I ended up throwing my shoes and people playing in a pool league and ended up sleeping at 7:00pm across the street in a seedy motel. None of this I remember which means, yes, I was blacked out by about 5:00pm. This year, I did decide to take it a little easier during the day sessions so I can remember the night games. This is, after all, the best sporting event in the world. Also what I decided to do was carry around a pad and write down things that happened. Here's what transpired:
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12:20pm - First 3 games tipped off. First pitcher of Bud Light.
(Changing Times in Northport. The other bar we got to doesn't open til 2pm.)

1:20 - Leprechaun Pics. Kind of early for this.
(There was a cardboard cutout of a leprechaun with the face missing where you can put your face in. It was more of a bored halftime activity more than it was alcohol related.)

2:37 - I lost a bet that I was +18.5 at the half. Awesome. First loss in my brackets.
(Georgia)

3:05 - Got to Instant Replay. Now it begins. Side note - Got hooked up at Changing Times.
("Now it begins" refers to the fact that I drove so now I can turn up the drinking a little bit.)

4:00 - Funniest woman you know?
(I'm pretty sure that we were having a conversation about female comedians.)
Jukebox Songs- Fake Headlines(New Pornographers), In Your Head(Tegan and Sara), Underdog(Spoon), Foundations(Kate Nash) and Wave of Mutilation(Pixies)

4:16 - "You guys should both go fuck John Starks then."
(I don't know why I said that but that conversation did spark the creation of a new drink which I'll touch on later.)

5:00 - Found out a plan for my car. No dinner. Getting Fuuuuuuucked Up!
(Yes...I wrote "u" 7 times.)

5:30 - Drink Game
Bob got mine Cap't Morgan on the Rocks. I drew a car bomb. Dorin got an appletini but traded for a "John Starks" which is a double shot of 151 and any rum of your choice, Dan-Wine Spritzer, Jay traded for said appletini, Craig-Midori Sour and Pete-Hypnotic Breeze.
(In the drink game everyone writes a drink down on a piece of paper and pulls one out of a hat. The hope was that it would be really embarrassing to order or too tough to drink. Needless to say, whoever wrote down car bomb was the least creative member of my group. Also worth mentioning was the trade that happened with the Appletini. The guy who originally got the Appletini traded it because of a situation where he was hit on by a guy at a bar who bought him an appletini and, rumor has it, nuzzled his nose on his cheek. I wasn't there so I can't confirm it.)

6:20 - "Don't tell me how to drink this," says Bob
(Having problems with his Cap't Morgan on the rocks.)

7:00 -Me and Dorin lost at Pool

8:00 - I'm doing a Jager Bomb!!
-I'm going to be 2-3 so far (betting)
-We're playing the game again. I have another easy one.
(I don't remember what it was.)

9:15 - First Jager Bomb ever. FIRST JAGER BOMB EVER
(See 8:00. I'm obviously in trouble.)

10:35 - Jager Bombs!!!
Nicole: I want to punch her in the mouth.
(I have no idea who Nicole is or who she wants to punch in the mouth.)

11:20 - Apparently I'm doing a Jager Bomb!!!

3:30 - Played Rockband and Singstar 90's
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I can't wait to do it again next year.