you're beating with a book everyone that book tells you to love.

 Well. I got tumblr and I think I forgot DW and LJ existed, except to check friends' page. Woops. Would like to say I'll try and be better, but I've said that before. But you never know. Maybe.

Lionsgate has released scripts in advance of award season. Which means there goes my day to 'Warrior'. Again. I'd feel this was becoming a problem. But I find I can't care. More Tommy Conlon is always better.

Dear self, did you seriously just write an 'Eastern Promises' ficlet? You haven't watched that movie in 2 years. Where in the hell did that come from?'

Confused,
Me

Oh, man. EP, really brain? If this is any kind of sign of the things you're going to come up with while attempting to make a successful go of GYWO this year, I am mildly terrified of what else will come out of you.

That said, holy crap I wrote something. Something that resembles actual fic that people could read and understand. Okay, yes, only day one. But that's terrifying. I haven't done that properly in ages.

'Spartacus:Sand and Blood.' OMG, it's like 'Gladiator', '300', and 'Rome' all got together one night for a raucous orgy and out came 'Spartacus' nine months later. I've only watched the first episode so far, but that was some seriously entertaining, if not mentally taxing, television right there.

Not to mention Lucy Lawless with the most amazing shade of red hair I've ever seen in my life. Definitely sticking this one out. Also have 'Carnivale' lined up, and a pile of library books that I'm mildly intimidated by. Holy crap, this free time thing is some heady shit.

I have a COOKIE!!! Thank you!!

So, say you're Jepha Howard...what kinds of things might you ask of say...Bob Bryar... if he was say, on a road trip and promised to send you pictures from the road?

Purely in the interest of science. And that I may be an insane woman who's participating in getyourwordsout and thus perhaps feeling inspired on the Bob/Jepha front.

I miss you everyday

( you beautiful, brilliant asshole )

When I go broke from following you and your band around the tri-state area?

Well, honestly I'll have a smile on my face the whole way to the bankruptcy filing.

So, we of Columbus, OH who missed MCR and the Black Parade last year due to rampant food poisoning? According to Gerard, we 'didn't miss much. Just some costumes and make-up. There was some prancing and dancing like this *insert Gtard strut w/ spirit fingers*. Oh, and some explosions.'

BEST EXPLANATION OF THE BLACK PARADE EVER. Gtard, in that moment, I loved you best. Then Bob flipped his Viking hair and won me over again.

And Bob wore a wicked Twisted Sister wig out to play with Billy Talent.

Then Frank high-fived Cortez when Gerard made everyone cheer for their crew. He followed it up with hip pumping at Cortez during Famous Last Words. Frank's got some fluid fucking hips. Not that we didn't know this already, but it bears repeating.

Singer of Billy Talent told us to just look at him from the dick up, as he'd just gotten new shoes and everyone told him they made him look like Blanche from the Golden Girls.

And yeah, there was music. A lot of it. And it rocked hard. Then our show let out at the exact same time as the Police show across the street. I hope the cops got hazard pay for tonight.

Oh, tour of wacky line up, I LOVE YOU.

Seriously, tonight I had the most fun at a show that I've had in a long, long ass time. BFF loves Street Drum Corps with a kind of alarming passion, so we were at the venue on time. And they weren't bad.

Army of Me didn't do much to impress. Don't know if it was them or the sound, but I had serious problems differentiating any instrumentation at all and couldn't hear the vocals for love or money.

Straylight Run was amazing. John flailed and wailed and rocked his little heart out. And even as he talked about the Used being up next, you could hear it in his voice that he couldn't quite believe they were on the same lineup, either. But they were wonderful, and I wanted to kill all the little assholes who were talking so fucking LOUD that I thought for a bit that they might actually drowned out the band.

And then there was the USED!! They were fucking wonderful, so on. Every one of the guys looked great and were having a fuckin' blast up on stage. They played a little bit of everything, even mashing 'Buried Myself Alive' into the middle of 'All That I've Got'. I was highly amused by a trio of girls that had been brought onstage for 'Paralyzed' (with several others) who tried to 'stretch out' into Jeph's space and Jeph high-tailed it back to the drum riser while his bass tech corraled the girls back to the rest of the crowd.

Bert was just, well, Bert. Happy to be alive and playing music with his band. And throwing in sarcasm at colleges while he was at it, since this was 'technically' a college tour. If you're curious, Bert believes that colleges exist and that you can go to them and you can pay money and you can take classes.

It was really a great show. And I have no voice for work tomorrow to prove it.