Yet another secret show not in Boston

When I try to tell new people the benefits of living in Boston, one of the things I say is that big artists find the city so cool they will play special secret shows in intimate venues.
Then, years later admit that I was cruelly jokin.

Here's Kanye doing a secret show recently at the Knitting Factory, NYC, playing some old and new stuff (like Love Lockdown). (from Nah Right)
http://nahright.com/news/2008/09/10/video-kanye-consequence-knitting-factory/

Crazy Man at Davis

me: on my way to school, i was waiting at Davis for a bus and this weirdo guy came up to me and asked for a cig
you can probably imagine what the guy looked like
big glasses
unkempt and nerd-looking
fat
unshaven
[white, middle aged]
and asked me if i was "Indian"
i said yes
then he asked where my headdress was
i said "no, like India" and pointed out which state
he said "so, you're an Apache"
and kept inquiring about my headdress
i said i didn't bring it with me, its cumbersome

but this guy was obviously an obnoxious nerd in his previous probably less-mentally challenged life
i asked if he was European

he said yes and eventually "french canadian"
i asked him "where's your french?"

Ria: where is your poutine?

me: and he said "i'm just a typical american"

i know! i was searching real hard for something french-canadian, but i couldn't think of one

in any case i said "well, i thought i was one too"

Ria: yeah, they don't have many good cultural props

me: and he said "but you said you were indian"

me: and i said "you said you were french-canadian"
which he apparently couldn't beat

so he asked about my religion and i said "christian".
[that's my answer as if i was jewish but not really religious]
[also to deflect the constant wishes from people of other races for me to embrace Jesus or politely praise Allah or some Hindu god at me]

and he asked what i thought about the afterlife
i said "i hope there is one"
and then my bus came


Ria: that would make for a lovely movie vignette

me: yah, i was hopin to see where the hell that conversation was going
see if he was trying to be a dick or whether he was just mentally challenged

Ria: probably a bit of both

-fin-

Fuck You Fridays: Budweiser

(it is actually Sunday)



Fuck you, Budweiser.

Budweiser is urine. It is cold urine when it is drinkable.

A commitment to making Budweiser is equivalent to a commitment to urination into a bottle or can.

All men are not these clones made of hair product and ignorance.

The Vines are fucking horrible. They suck urine. When one of their albums was reviewed by Pitchfork, it linked to a youtube video of a monkey drinking its own urine.

What a wonderful end to this circle of thought.

Budweiser, Fuck You.

...

On the other hand, all these things are true but this commercial is still wonderful: