“you should do a blog post real quick”

These are the words just now uttered by a hepped up caffeinated Factor, in his towel.  Last night we went to Bowery Ballroom to see Valient Thorr, also on the search for street Sparks, to no avail.  I saw this as a blessing in disguise as we found ourselves at Loreley imbibing “Gigantor Sized” Spatens.  I love that place, you literally can get beer the size of your head.  The mugs are larger than my head.  In the bathroom line, sipping the tail end of my Spaten, I decided it was a very appropriate time to semi-propose the idea of marriage in the future to Factor.  I started it with “I’m about to say something that will freak you out”, to which his poor little face contorted into a dozen different expressions, all funny.   He took it well.

We arrived at Bowery Ballroom to the end of the Monotronix set - they were in the center of the floor all sweaty and white and hairy, slamming through each song.  Of course I didn’t have my camera, of course the lighting was perfect, of course I had to talk myself down fro anger, it being positive day and all.   The floor was slick and stupid with beer tossed by the surrounding weirdos.  Last night was a safe haven for curly haired weirdos and it was delicious.  In fact, the only slightly fratty fellow there was eventually ejected by the security staff, yay!

I made friends in the bathroom as always, and even had the delightful experience of hearing some poor coked up messed up methed up piece of work warbling into her phone, skirt up, panties down, door open.   Good times.

Today is Warped Tour - I’m looking forward to Charlotte Sometimes and some others that I don’t really remember.  My brain is clouded right now with last night’s beer and that late night cheesesteak.  damn you Factor!  Anyway, we’re off - and tomorrow is McCarren Pool, which I’ll hopefully have photographic proof of!