Hezzy and I have been a little crazy since we got back. For one thing, Wifey really wanted to paint the trim (baseboard, etc.) in the living room. Lucky for me, I haven’t had to do much more than paper and mask for that.
My primary excuse from here on out this weekend is, of course, my motorcycle class. Tonight was all classroom workbook/video type stuff. But the people seem fun, and I’m totally impressed by the diversity of the crowd in the class. We have a mother-daughter team, a couple/few older dudes, a father-son duo (junior is only 16), and then a couple guys that are probably in their twenties, one of which is an Air Force recruiter.
Also, thought I’d point out that Threadless is doing another $10 sale, and you can hurry up and pre-order the Sailor Jerry Chuck Taylors, if you are so inclined.
Oh, and the Red Sox are killing me.
The Wife and I have safely returned to our lovely home. The drive is long, but much more enjoyable than air travel.
More later, perhaps…
Almost home
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Protest
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How to spend a pleasant Saturday afternoon in LA:
Go to a national anti-Bush march and then take a walk through Olivera Street to browse the lovely Mexican wares.
A new favorite quote, dedicated to my friends in the sales staff at work:
I have no valid complaint against hustlers, no rational bitch, but the act of selling is repulsive to me. I harbor a secret urge to whack a salesman in the face, crack his teeth and put red bumps around his eyes.
Hunter S. Thompson, The Rum Diary
Thanks for lending me the book, Johnny! 
Madness
Originally uploaded by Jake Sutton.
Sure it’s a useless picture, but it represents one of the super-funnest moments of my recent history.
Last night we saw 80’s ska masters Madness at a relatively tiny club called the Troubadour in LA. The marquee only listed the opening band, the Aggrolites, and some group called The Dangermen. (As it turns out that’s the name of the new Madness album.)
What a show! The Aggrolites were a perfect opening band — high energy “dirty reggae” was just the thing to get the crowd in the mood. Then, after a frustratingly long wait beween sets, Madness came on stage looking like a flashback to two decades ago. The group still kicks out the mad ska jams, even though they’re a bunch of (at least) forty-year-olds.
This was also my first “secret” concert, so that adds to the cool factor a bit. The only celebs we saw, though, were Dicky Barrett from the Bosstones (he’s on Kimmel and LA radio nowadays) and Steve Jones of the Sex Pistols (he’s also a fancy LA radio jockey now).
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