I was up late last night at The Spot checking out Jonny Stax’s band, Balls Out or something like that (Ballzout?), featuring multiple singers including Michaela Petro, Ed Jones, Cheryl Snodgrass and the oh so lovely Scott Bradley as Precious Little sporting a lovely cat earred helmet/wig/hat. I had a fun time and the crowd at the Spot is interesting. A bag of mixed nuts. The only Dame representation there besides aforementioned was Peter Mavrik our backstage wonderboy.

Theres so much celebrity trash news going on its a bit overwhelming. I don’t care one bit about Britney Spears shaving her head. Doesn’t everybody who drinks a lot in their youth do that? Mine were more like punk rock patches. People constantly asked if I had recently had surgery and I would explain I had a blue day followed by a liquor filled evening which tends to make you do very dramatic things. People talk about her poor kids. They don’t care about her kids. It’s just fun to see someone who was once sucessful fail (whether you think they deserved it or not) because America is full of jealous retards who hate what they don’t understand or can’t imagine having. James Brown’s body is finally getting buried. I’m surprised his family hasn’t put strings on his corpse and put him back on the road. Who gets Anna Nicole’s body? Why not cut her up like so much meat? She lived her life as on display like some prized heifer at the county fair anyway. Just keepin real peoples…

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