Father's Day. How proud you'll be of me after THIS
I must be
destined for fame. I must be some special FREAK put on
this earth to make it...because I'm just
handcuffed in the back of a police car, and you know
what I'm thinking? You know what's most prominent on
the title of my entry gonna
In my defense,
what the hell else could I think about? Worrying
about the $1000 fine wasn't gonna make it go away.
Worrying about having a misdemeanor on my record
wasn't gonna make it NOT happen...so I tried to
figure out the funniest way to tell you I got
arrested. What an amazing story this Journey has
turned out to be...
Trinitrons news - Charlotte had to special order the
drywall for our set and it's gonna set us back yet a
few more days, but that's alright - it's all comin'
together. Looks like Friday now. Ok, ok...I'll tell
you. I just wanted to make you think:
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU GET ARRESTED FOR?"
Marshall asks me if I want to go to
(this actually is the story - lol). Big 2
day concert with Britney Spears,
Backstreet Boys, Christina Aguilerra,
Ricky Martin...for free. $100 tickets for
nuttin'. I wanna see Britney and Christina
naked. Clothed holds no interest for me,
but hey - Christina is doin' the old
Moulin Rouge bit...so it vertainly was
tempting. Anyway, his friend got in a car
accident and couldn't use the tickets -
but they wanted someone to enjoy them.
Well I was
honest with him and said: "Dude, I'd sell the tickets,
and if they really want someone to go to the concert -
I'd feel shitty just taking them and selling
them"...he talked to his friends and they said take
all 4 and we'd split the profit. Cool. I felt good
about being honest, and hey:
"WE REALLY NEED THE MONEY".
Hopefully we just made at least $200.
Went to Dodger
Stadium and stood on the street with everyone else
holding out the tickets. People were low-ballin' my
ass hard. I know, I didn't pay for them, but
Marshall's friends' did, and I felt semi-responsible
to them. Chick spent $420 on them and couldn't go...so
I wanted to make sure she got at LEAST half that. Then
one of the cars stopped, the guy got out, took my
tickets, told me to put my hands behind my head,
frisked me, handcuffed me and threw me in the back of
the car. (sigh).
So I'm listening
to them talk seeing if they were gonna be cool, and
there was no having it. They were going right down the
line, getting everyone, and taking us to the station
to cite us: $1000, and a misdemeanor on my record.
They're also talking to Jessica, and once I had
thought of the entry title, I started praying for
Jessica to start crying. If she freaks out, there's a
chance they'd feel bad enough. I felt quite confident
in her ability and as if on cue, the tears came. It
wasn't but 5 minutes later the cop says to me: "Your
wife's gonna get you out of jail." All the cops kept
giving me shit for dragging my wife along. But they
could do whatever the fuck they wanted to me as long
as they didn't give me the ticket...and they didn't.
Sent me on my way.
AND THEY GAVE US THE TICKETS BACK.
What the hell? I think it was to trick us into trying
again and then totally killing us. Needless to say, we
left. They told me to not say shit to any of the other
scalpers or they wouldn't hesitate to take us both in.
As we walked back they got 2 more people. Kind of
pissed me off a bit, because...why the fuck is this
illegal? Oh well it is, and I got lucky.
So after failing
to find something that rhymed with "Wango
Tango"..."Floor seats, half-price...handcuffs, aren't
nice" won. Still bummed I couldn't make any
All that is true
about The Trinitrons, so don't expect the "Part Two"
entry now until Thursday. It does suck, but I'll make
sure to use the extra 4 days to work the script up
even more. It's amazing, you can never stop. You can
ALWAYS improve a script. To the point that even
LIVE ADAM will have different lines each time I
perform him I'm sure...but I love it. The fact
that I have 17 copies of the script tells me that it's
THAT much better than it was even a week ago. But
I digress, and I'll get into it in the next