- Entry
#86
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- Good christ.
Didn't see this coming. I guess I should've known when
Randy Malloy (Promotions Director) handed me Rolling
Stones tickets. This wasn't your run of the mill band,
people were gonna do some crazy shit for these
tickets. Oh how right I was...
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- So we had a
"one-up" night where people just kept coming in trying
to do something crazier than the next person and at
the end we'd announce the winner. It seemed like a
great night for me and Marty. We were expecting
spectacular sights! Little did we know that when it
was all over, Marty, Jess and I would be laying
on the sidewalk on Liberty Street contemplating our
souls and what we really wanted out of life. I shit
you not. Christ do I have to keep using that word?
Heh. Suffice to say, this night changed the Late Show
forever and pretty much made giving it up a couple
months later a little easier. Forget wondering how you
can top this, but do you even want to?
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- I'm not even gonna
describe what happened, I'm certainly not going to
show you pictures, and I really just want to get
out of this entry without having to relive flashbacks.
Enter at your own risk.
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- Oh and this bit
prompted the following cartoon I hung in my
office:
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- Heh. That's some
good shit right there. Damnit, there's that word
again...
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