Decided to change it up this weekend, decided to get out of Somerville/Cambridge and go see something different. So I hopped a plane to DTW (Detroit Metro). Then I go home, get to watch Paul Oakenfold LIVE!! I manage to sneak BACK STAGE!! So i am so close to him I could SPIT ON HIM!!!! So the logical thing in this situation would be to get as close as you can and start yelling shit at him, right??? Well that's what the Steel Reserve (Malt Liquor) thought was a good idea so I started yelling out names of songs on his last album, and he understood what I was saying, and then shook his head. So I yell another song a couple minutes later and I think he realizes what a musical genius I am, or decides he wants me to shut up, and he gives me the '1 minute' sign as he rifles through his record crate. Then he pulls one out, reaches over the barrier and JUST GIVES ME A RECORD STRAIGHT OUT OF HIS FRIGGIN CRATE!!!!!! (if that doesn't deserve ALL CAPS and exclamation points I don't know what does). Now that I have this record we can walk back and forth between back stage, and then at the end of the show I got him to sign it too. And that was just Friday. Saturday Night I got to go to my first bachelor party ever for my good buddy. I cannot wait for someone in my family to get married because those parties are alot of fun. Can't really describe what went on there and do the party just, but think a Gymnastics meet, with your legs as the parallel bars. That was cool too, maybe it was karma making up for the fact that my can of shaving cream emptied itself into my bag some where over Canada.
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