Friday came and went.

Southbound on the 101. Stabbing at the radio dial. NPR, no. Bullshit news station #2, no. Cockrock, no. Metal station, no.

Then I hit the jackpot – a track off Van Halen I. Call me old, call me what you will. Shit was awesome. Those guys kicked ass and lived like drug addled kings. They rolled through town like Vikings. They owned.

Friday is as Friday does, I suppose. Doesn’t mean quite so much when you work through the weekend on the regular. But it’s still the weekend. And that means is OK to open a beer at eleven in the morning. This is America, pardner. What’cha looking at?

Any of you cats out there down with twitter? Shit is twit-tarded. But_still_fun_somehow. You can laugh at me here:

That’s about it, I suppose. No fun pics to share. Because it all pretty much looks like this for me these days.


And that, my friends, is a photo of no life at all.

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About big jonny

The man, the legend. The guy who started it all back in the Year of Our Lord Beer, 2000, with a couple of pages worth of idiotic ranting hardcoded on some random porn site that would host anything you uploaded, a book called HTML for Dummies (which was completely appropriate), a bad attitude (which hasn’t much changed), and a Dell desktop running Win95 with 64 mgs of ram and a six gig hard drive. Those were the days. Then he went to law school. Go figure. Flagstaff, Arizona, USA

16 thoughts on “Friday came and went.

  1. Van Halen 1
    I was 16 when it came out and I bought it.
    That shit is still just as fresh today, as the day it hit the shelf.

  2. I guess I was pushing 30. I saw the Beatles on Sullivan. I remember Woodstock. Altamont, too. Jesus, man, I lived through disco. You can’t imagine the sense of rebirth that I and a legion of other guitarists felt when we first heard Eddie tearing it up. Tonight I shall raise a glass to a man who truly raised the bar.

  3. Yea, then I bought 5150 when I was 15 and at that very moment, I knew that VH had jumped the shark. total bummer. oh man.

    R.I.P. Diamond Dave. I miss you more now than ever.

  4. call it what you want, but listening to classic van halen is enjoyable. Especially on a Friday.

    Twitter? Aw hell…

  5. C’mon Gnomer…5150 was AWESOME compared to thier “capers” of late…what with Gary Cirone, then Dave, then Sammy, then Dave, etc. Now THAT’S jumping the shark! Heard “Why Can’t This Be Love” when I was 11 or 12 and loved it…I guess I was too young for the “Dave” era sound…I always liked the keyboard stuff.

    What a throwback, though…when you do put something like that on, and realize how HUGELY popular they were back then…and then compare it to much of the CRAP that has the same level of popularity today. Kinda makes you wonder if Lady Gaga will be reminisced about in 25 years, don’t it?

  6. Big Jonny: Here’s a great little live cut of a Diver Down classic Dancing in the Streets in 83 that will make you want to either go out and hammer or just get hammered. The guitar is insane. BTW, they kicked ass here in November 0’07 as well, but I guess your only young once.

  7. hack:”…your only young once…”
    Sad but true. But you can be eternally immature. Which seems to be the point…

  8. RIP Dimebag Darryl. VH sucks but I hear Cabo San Lucas is pretty cool. So is good te-kill-ya. The song Panama gets me fired up to jump bikes and daydream about boobs.

  9. Stop. Wait. Run the other way. It never gets better. In fact, law school is awesome and leisurely compared to crazy clients, other asshole lawyers, and arrogant idiotic judges. Spend days (at the expense of family and fitness)working on a brief, walk into state court and the judge hasn’t read anything. Hell, you might even win and not know why. Oh, and if you go to a large firm, just go ahead and cut your balls off now, because you’ll need to check those at the door.

  10. Law School!?! It’s times like this that I am dumb as a box of rocks, oh and by today’s club ride, I am getting strong again. Ahh