How many extraordinarily dumb people are there that it requires a supermarket to put a sign on their banged up revolving door to explain that a shopping cart won’t fit through it? The parking lot here is nothing but Mercedes, BMW, and Lexus SUV’s.

 

Mini Suburban clown car driving next to its big brother.

 

 

We headed back for our 4th night this week into Chinatown to see the second greatest band on my list right now. Tiger Army and Mike Ness at the Troc in the same week is as good as it gets.

 

The U.S. wedding (Phase 1 of this operation) was last night, and it was amazing. The crap weather went unnoticed because everything took place in one spot. Everything about the wedding was on the money, and I recovered from the rehearsal just in time. Now we gear up for the big game, this was just warm up.

 

We went to Ramon and Wendy’s rehearsal dinner last night which is a scary indicator of how our trip to Korea is going to go. I drank more this night than I ever have in my life, and it wasn’t such a good thing. Sake bombs turned into Johnny Walker bombs which turned into ugly. The last batch in this sequence is video.

 

I’m ready for this.

 

Last night was a great night. We shot into the city for sushi in Chinatown with Ramon, Wendy, and her mom and wasted no time getting into non-stop barrage of sake bombs and food. Dinner was great and I got to learn a little Korean and gear up for our upcoming trip. We had a show to get to, but before that we had to check out the top floor karaoke space. That lead to more sake bombs and luckily, a temporarily busted karaoke set up. It went too quick so we’re gonna find ourselves back there soon enough.

Timing was perfect and we headed over to Trocadero, the best venue anywhere to see the greatest band anywhere. We generally have bi-annual appointments to go see Social Distortion, but this time around it was Mike Ness solo for the first time in 10 years (with most of Social D as his band anyway.) Holy fuck it was a good show, and if my schedule wasn’t such a nightmare I’d be on my way to NYC later this week to see it again. If the tour is coming anywhere near you, go. And in case you think the iPhone is a perfect device, the shit quaity photos below speak for themselves, it’s still a camera phone. Even with that blurred mess of a photo though, you can tell Mike Ness anywhere.

 

As the reigning queen of travel booking, Tara might have written “I’m The Denzel Washington In Training Day Of Booking Plane Tickets Online” under an alias.