blue jean baby, LA lady

going to LA for the first time ever next week. should be a good trip. hanging with none other than dj scotty b tuesday night. you know someone is important when:

1. they have their assistant not just answer their incoming calls, but place their outgoing ones, too. i get a call, "please hold for...ok, you're now on the line with..."
2. their assistant stays on the line for the conversation so we can respond to questions.

unfortunately, i'm missing the premiere for 'the break up.' since scotty and todd have done a bunch of vince vaughn's movies, it sounds like they're going to be down for the shindig. oh well.

and atilla hooked up tix to see live again wed night at the henry ford theater. nice. i've actually never seen a band twice on the same tour. am bringing extra batteries to get more movie on film this time. i sent 'friendsoflive.com' my blogging of the concert, including the compelete set list, but they haven't posted it. bastards. not sure that they will, considering that it's a fair and objective write-up, not a grundel-licking puff piece about how hot ed is and what kinds of cool poses patrick struck. i mean, overall, i still thought they rocked, i just didn't entirely agree w/ their song selection.

the rents arrive tomorrow. some nice meals and a movie will keep them entertained. my mom doesn't like outdoor activities and my dad doesn't like indoor activities (specifically, anything where he has to pay to get in, like museums, aquariums, etc). so that rules out a lot of stuff. on a family trip with mom, pops and katie, pops actually stayed outside while the three of us went into the charleston aquarium. "who wants to pay to see a bunch of fish? i've already seen fish."

mr. maquarium would not be impressed.