How an unchallenged suburban kid from WNY who grew up loving Star Trek, joined the University of Arizona marching band and enjoys ice hockey, blackjack, documentaries, non-fiction sections in bookstores, musicals, Harry Potter, discussing the philosophical contexts of Lost, the Hollywood Bowl and misses the Fairfax Farmers Market karaoke, has found that he belongs in Los Angeles.
Saturday, December 09, 2006
Mike, you're barely alive ...
Too many concerts this week mean late nights and no energy to blog. Coming up (i hope), worst concert goers, worst part of flying, needy fock fans, too old for tequila shots, how close is too close at a concert, is Kirsten Dunst the girl for me?
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