Last night Dave and I officially declared Jihad on our livers. We headed to the Mercury Lounge to catch Ulu at 11, meeting up with Slerm, Todd and Dineen. The show was great….I can sum it up in two words: Immigrant Song. Afterwards, we hit this place called Daddy-O over in the West Village where they had great beer, spicy chicken sandwiches and awesome tater tots. It seemed like we kept ordering food, but I really never ate alot of it as most of it made its way directly into Slerm’s mouth. It was damn good though. While we were there, this cutie named Brooke asked me to dance and I obliged, wooing her in the process. I believe that Dave and Slerm were thoroughly impressed with my moves. I know she was. Anyway….Dave and I came back late last night, slept till noon, and then went to the Broadway Diner to eat a fabulous breakfast. I spent most of today wrapping presents, cleaning my bathroom and kitchen, and listening to the Ween live album, “Painting the Town Brown”.

I now issue this Fatwah: I will see Lord of the Rings tonight.