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Stoned.
Sunday, Feb. 09, 2003 - 11:32 am Now Playing: Beastie Boys "Rhymin' & Stealin'" Some random Beasties bootleg from 1992 that Luke let me borrow...and it's fooking great. So, I worked from 9:45 yesterday morning until 12 midnight last night. From 9:45 until 3:30 i worked at the real job...prepping for the Chode The Wet Sprocket concert. Then I rolled over to the MGM to work from 4:00 until midnight. Of course, my "work" at the MGM Grand last night consisted of sitting on my ass from 4-6:30, trying to convince aging rockers to fill out entry ballots from 6:30-9:30, then watching the Rolling Stones from 9:30 until midnight. Yes, I saw THE FUCKING ROLLING STONES LAST NIGHT and I GOT PAID FOR IT!!!!!!!!! HA HA HA HA. 10 bones an hour to watch the greatest living rock and roll band. How fucking cool is that? plus I got a super sweet Rare Rolling Stones Tour shirt that they weren't even selling at the show. You have no idea how many people offered me money, clothing, sexual favors, etc for my shirt. Stones fans are rabid, man. Of course I graciously declined all offers. I just couldn't part with my souvenir from my first Stones concert ever. And the seats we were in for the show were close enough to the stage that I could see Micks lips, I could see Keith's cigarette, I could see the goofy fucking faces Charlie makes while drumming...all without the help of those giant monitors above, behind and around the stage designed to allow those folks in nosebleed a better view. They exploded onto the stage with "Start Me Up," and it all became a crzay dream after that. I still can't believe I saw the fucking Stones, man. For free. And I got paid for it. Life is pretty cool sometimes. Contrary to what Mick says, I CAN get some satisfaction. And I did last night. One more lifelong goal accomplished. Now, if I could just shoot heroin with Keith...
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