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Work Sucks - A M-F Daily Diary

Today work sucks because…

• Today is the same as every other work day.
• My stomach is killing me and symphathy is not one of our company benefits.
• Today I will have to go #2 at the office.  Not cool.

Music Rocks - A “When I Get Time” Daily Diary

A Dream

I don’t typically remember my dreams but, if I did, this is the dream I would have had last night:

• I wake up in The CHC-Mobile, the Official Tour Bus of The Capitalist Hippie Complex.  We are travelling at approximately 75 MPH on our way to Red Rocks Amphitheatre in Denver, CO.
• There are scattered beer bottles and the remnants of last night’s hummus tray strewn about, as well as the sleeping bodies of my bandmates.
• The radio is on in the front, and the DJ of the local radio station is having a contest to giveaway the last two tickets to our show.  There are an obscene number of callers.
• We stop at Dora’s Mexican Food in Aurora so that Robert can hit on Dora and we can eat lunch while sipping super-refreshing Caddilac Margaritas.
• We get back on the bus, which has now been tidied by our driver, whose name we don’t know because she’s mysterious like that.  She is also hot and often drives topless.
• We get to Red Rocks and watch their all-female staff load our equipment in and set us up.  They are all hot and two of them are topless.
• We wait backstage until they are ready to soundcheck us.  The engineer, who is hot, calls us out and we soundcheck with our Grammy winning song, Corporate America.  From the back of the amphitheatre, a lone man claps.  It is Zack de la Rocha from Rage Against the Machine.
• Night settles in and people pour into the theatre.  Stevie Wonder is opening for us and plays a great set.  The refreshment stands shut down to ensure nobody misses the show.
• “Candy and Cigarette” girls walk around but they do not sell candy or cigarettes.  They give away joints - big, fat, danky-ass joints, with our logo on them.
• We come out on stage and play a set that causes Jupiter to fall out of alignment with the Sun.  Planets spin out of control and stars fizzle out in the night sky.
• As the worlds collide and the entire galaxy is destroyed, Earth implodes but not before the audience gives us 15 standing ovations.

• I arrive in hell.  Satan is hot and she is topless.

–Joey Flores

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