ME: work was brisk and over before i knew it. felt lousy in the stomach all day. went home. napped. was supposed to meet my pal, alex at 9:15 at Nice Guy Eddie's across the street from the Mercury Lounge, but overslept and wound up on Houston at around 9:45. alex was taking me to see some bands. i had no clue what i was in for. never heard of the bands before; one was named Mother Acid's Temple. japanese outfit. alex tells me they get up to 10 people on the stage at once and make crazy music. we wanted to puff a gerbil before the show, but the area was littered with 5.0...so we found, what i thought was a quiet spot, when from outta nowhere came a short asian dude, wearing a hoodie (hood down). he flashed a badge as a second person, a stout buffalo-sized woman, also wearing a hoodie approached me. these folks were undercovers and i reckon could smell the gerbilsmoke. they patted us down, looked at our IDs, gave na brief lecture, looked around and then said something like, "had we been real cops, you two would be going to a holding cell." but then what were they? i still held in my hand the hooshten! can you believe that? a third asian fella, this one taller, showed up and the three of them studied us and looked around some more. that was it. a lecture and a slap. we were freaked out, to say the least! there are some angels on my shoulders. we went in and watched this crazy band, whose name i forget, but they were these borderline speed metal/black sabbath wannabees. bassist had crazy long hair and was busting all the rock moves--whipping that hair around in a frenzy! the lead singer had a high voice and said something about time machines and future things. some riffs were definitely fresh, sounded like classical music; fast classical. we left towards the end of the set and called it and walked to the train. we met up with bex and her pal at the commonwealth. fun bar--great jukebox! rival to great lakes' juke. i kinda dig commonwealth's more.
METS: Jonathon Niese gave up two runs on two hits over five innings of work as the Mets beat the ever-so-retarded Atlanta Braves. let's face it, they've got a wonderful history-there's no denying that. especially when you include the Milwaukee-era in there. Eddie Mathews. Hank Aaron. Dale Murphy. but f**k Chipper Jones. and i'm thrilled that schmuck, Andruw Jones left them. interested actually to see how he does with the Dodgers and Torre. wild. Ivan Maldonado came in after Niese and also gave up two runs. but the Mets made up for those runs: backup catcher, Raul Casanova hit a home run in the third off of Tim Hudson. Carlos Beltran went 1-2 with two runs scored. Reyes was 0-the day as were Delagdo and Wright, though Wright scored a run. rookie third baseman and replacement to the aging and inbred, Chipper Jones, Yunel Escobar went 1-2 for the Braves. the Mets won in the ninth on a smacked single by Rafael Arroyo, driving in the winning run! LET'S GO METS!!! the Mets are now 18-9-1.
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