meximick's Diaryland Diary ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- DEBASER! Word up. Drunken Irish merriment was what I had on Friday night. There's nothing like trying to light a cigarette and drink a Guinness while you get your ass kicked by a rambunctious, slurring crowd of belligerent white people. Would that I could have gone to see Shane MacGowan on Saturday night too. He rocked quite well. I did all I could to muscle my way to the front row, asking the huge jackasses in front of me If I could squeeze by in order to hand something to Shane. They responded in the negative. So I leaned in, and tossed my gift onstage at Shane's feet. That guy I met who drove in from Canada thought it was a good idea, too. Hopefully he enjoys Bushmill's whiskey. I do too. And all thanks to this human's musical suggestion, all I know is that I wanna be a debaser. Oh, and I'm reading A Heartbreaking Work of Staggering Genius, by Dave Eggers, and that title is not hyperbole. 12:59 a.m. - 2001-04-03 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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