Silver Plated Boy

day after day they take some brain away then turn my face around to the far side of town and tell me that it's real then ask me how I feel - db

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Location: Park City, Utah, United States

Tuesday, July 31, 2001

I've had a dream for many, many, many years. I've dreampt of being the male Sade or a male Sade. I've dreampt of putting out a record in that genre... I think it's high time I make that dream come true.

BTW: Last night, Sade was more then amazing...

Monday, July 30, 2001

I am looking across the street at the new American Airlines Center here in Dallas. Sade is sound checking. I'll be there tonight with Baby X.

Friday, July 27, 2001

I watched a movie on cable last night called Something Wild. There's a scene at the high school reunion where the band (who is actually playing) does a cover of David Bowie's Fame. It was entertaining.

Thursday, July 26, 2001

I found this humerous.

Monday, July 23, 2001

It's Monday.

My son turned 13 this morning. Happy Birthday my son!


There were at least 5000 at Six Flags Friday night to see the POD show.

We hung out with the band before and after the show. It was a good time.

On Saturday I kidnapped my old drummer, Samuel West. He was in town to play with his band Stavesacre. It was great to be able to hang out with him and then with the band at the show. Overall it was a rawk and roll weekend.

Friday, July 20, 2001

It's already Friday.

At TOM Fest we got a chance to hangout with Headnoise. I hadn't seen Robert and Edie for 3 years. T hadn't seen them for about 4. Their new CD sounds huge! It comes out next week on Grrr Records.

We also got to say hi to the POD boys after their show. It was good to see them. The last time I talked with them was in '98 right after they signed to Atlantic, so other then MTV, etc, I hadn't seen them since all of their sucess had happened. The best thing about it was that it hasn't changed them for the worst. I got the impression that it's changed them for the best. Is that possible? My former manager is thier manager and they set us up with 10 passes for tonight's show at Six Flags. They mentioned something about 8000 pre-sales for the show... damn.

My Great Kilt came in early this week as well. I have to return the ghillie brouges for an English 7 1/2 instead of the English 8's I ordered and they sent me the wrong sporran so that's going back too. No big deal.

Getting into the Great Kilt (no that's not me) is such an amazing task. How did they think that up? My kilt is beautiful in the County Cavan tartan.

Tuesday, July 17, 2001

I'm back from Portland, OR

Had a wonderful time. Stayed an extra day.

We couldn't get on the 2pm flight out yesterday so we had to take the red-eye last night. Arrived at 5:15 this morning and then came straight into work. Yup... should make for an interesting day. Oh, I had to leave the wife behind. There was only one seat left on the red-eye last night. She was picked up by our friends and she is apparently back at the airport now trying to get a flight.

Don't look at me that way... she insisted I take the flight to make it in to work today.
;)

Thursday, July 12, 2001

This is NOT good.

Is this Harrison Ford guy the real deal or what?

The wife and I are jumping on a plane this afternoon. This is where we're going:



That's right... the beautiful North West. The Columbia River Gorge to be more precise. The TOM Fest to be more exact.

Don't let Mikee know! It's a surprise.

Wednesday, July 11, 2001

My mom has an email account now and this is her first email to me:

Hi mijo,
Thank you for your note, I really don't know what I'm doing.
Your dad and Cass got me this E-Mail connection.
I love you all and miss you, hope to see you soon.
love Mom

Isn't that cute?

Tuesday, July 10, 2001

You know what's really funny about this picture?



I got it from this website: Stavesacre Girls.com

Man I hope this kid comes out of this ok.

Why bother? It wasn't killed in sport, it was killed for food.

Many of you may not know this, but, Joe Elliot and Phil Collen of Def Leppard have been playing on and off for the last 6-8 years with Woody Woodmansey and Trevor Bolder (the original Spiders from Mars rhythm-section) in the band Cybernauts.

Here's a peek at a BowieNet interview with Joe:

BN: Top five Spiders era Bowie songs?

JE: First of all, for me this question is impossible to answer, but seeing as you asked..... My Top 5 today is:

1. Moonage Daydream
2. Rock 'N' Roll Suicide
3. Saviour Machine
4. Drive-In Saturday
5. Velvet Goldmine
6. Bewlay Brothers
(oh, go on, pleeeze!)

BN: Top five pre/post Spiders Bowie songs?

JE: 1. Win
2. Silly Boy Blue
3. Buddah Of Suburbia
4. Growin' Up and I'm Fine (I know, I know.....)
5. Little Wonder/Heroes
(I told you it was impossible!)

BN: Have you ever met David Bowie?

JE: Yes, I have had the privilege. Briefly at the Freddie Mercury gig, and twice in Dublin at those secret warm-up gigs he keeps doing there (please don't stop doing them!) Oh, and once at a BBQ at Bono's house, when David got me to go sing "Happy Birthday" with him to The Edge in some restaurant about 5 miles away. You had to be there, you couldn't make it up!

May I also add that Mark Platti (website down - Ed) introduced me to "one of your biggest fans" when Bowie played "H.Q." in Dublin, (1999 warm-up for the 'hours...' album). It was none other than fab Bowie back-up singer, Emm Gryner, who has since become an e-mail buddy of mine. ......Aaaaaaaannnnnnndddddddd has done an absolutely stunningly fabulous piano version of "Pour Some Sugar On Me", which she sent me a while back and had everybody in the band drooling! Nice to see the wheel turning around.

Monday, July 09, 2001

Can you say mullet?

It's Monday. You slither down the greasy pipe. So far so good no one saw you hobble over any freeway. You will be like your dreams tonight...

It was a quiet weekend. Watched way to many movies. Shot another horrific round of golf at the local par 3 18. I suck! The ear is still a bother but not quite as bad. More news about this upcoming weekend later. yoo hoo!

Friday, July 06, 2001

I don't believe a lot of what Amnesty International says and I don't trust them, but this doesn't surprise me at all. When is the rest of the planet, especially the USA and Europe, going to wake up and cut these assholes off?!?

Thursday, July 05, 2001

Well, I forgot to take the digi cam yesterday. yeah, yeah...

I shot badly but still broke 100. I shot a 99.

So on Monday night, before going to bed my left ear is bothering me, a bit sore. No biggie I think. On Tuesday at work it's really bothering me. It's all plugged up, swollen, sore and it's a bit painful and very uncomfortable. It felt like i could pull a big bug out of it with tweezers. I figure it'll go away. I wake up yesterday and it feels worst but asprin is helping so I'm doing that but it's really sore and painful. By the afternoon I'm miserable. This morning I go to the doctor and he says I have swimmers ear (damn lake) and sets me up with pills and drops. It's still sore, there's still some pain and swelling and I have a cotten ball wadded up in there to keep the drops from leaking out... my whole left side is plugged up.

Going to watch Snatch tonight.

Life imitates art

Tuesday, July 03, 2001

I don't think I'll be doing any of this. Drew?

I have an 8:30 tee time for tomorrow. Going to one of my favourite courses with Dan (he got me into the game), his dad Jack and my pal John (one of the JA's). We're playing Steven's Park. They have a really bad site and all the pictures that they have online don't give it justice. It really is a beautiful course so I'm borrowing a digi for tomorrow's game and I'll post the scores and pix just for you, Drew.

So we get to our destination, Lake Quachita, by around 11:30ish Friday night. It's a little less then 300 miles and took roughly 7 hours with a stop for dinner, etc. and we hit a few patches of rain in Ar Kansas, nothing much.

We hook up the rv (gotta love it, 1 garden hose and an electrical plug-in, done) while the JA's set up their tent (we help, of course) and it's off to bed. At around 5:30 am we get hit by a pretty big thunder/lightening storm. There goes my plan to rent a boat first thing in the morning. It rains steadily til around noon. How depressing.

The guy at the marina says they stopped stocking trout over a year ago so I'm going to have to fish for bass. Not something you really want to do without a boat. I go to the shore near our encampment with night crawlers. For the next couple of hours the kids and I get a bunch of hits (pan fish eating the worms off of our bass sized hooks) but no hook ups except for X who lands an easy 3 lb smallmouth on a power lizard. Our only catch all weekend.

Saturday evening/night were delightful weather wise and after a good hearty camping meal we built a mini-bon fire for the roasting of marshmellows.

After an uneventful night and an unsuccessful morning of fishing, we packed up camp and were ready to hit the road by noon on Sunday.

We checked and replenished the automatic transmission fluid but it was slipping in drive. To make a long story short, 4 quarts and 56 miles in 4 hours later, I was seriously questioning if we were going to get home. Finally, after a very stressful afternoon, drive kicked in by the time we got to the west bound 30, getting us home a lot later then we planned, but getting us home.