It pays to read my blog. Not only am I hilarious and super-cool, but if you email me enough or I see you out at shows and you happen to be super-cool yourself, I might just throw some station swag your way.

In this case, Cory- who happens to be the coolest KGON listener ever- gets a pair of tickets to Metallica. This is Cory rocking out at Billy Idol- the show in June at Edgefield where it was 85 degrees with 100% humidity and I was the totally not hot super sweaty monster. Just ran into Cory at the show featuring Mr. Man Boobs himself (see below). Call me Cory- you have my number.

John D. wins Metallica tickets too. He sent me some BBQ tips earlier in the summer and what do you know- I didn’t burn my eyebrows off the entire summer season!

My children however, managed to light one of the throw pillows from the couch on fire this past Saturday by accidently kicking it over the candle burning on the end table. Screaming ensued and I was forced to put down my book (Being Young by Astrid Young) and crawl out of bed (4pm) and take flaming throw pillow outside and douse with water. The best part was my son had a little friend over for a playdate. I imagine he told his mother about the flaming pillow. I imagine he won’t be returning for any future playdates. Anyways. John- if you happen to have any other ideas about fire safety, please share.

1. Robert Plant has man boobs- also known as “moobs.” Seriously. His breasts are larger than mine. I will shut up now as I know he is an icon of amazing proportion. His show with Alison Krauss was great. I stayed for about 5 songs, tried to get some bootleg video of Black Dog but of course, am too technically retarded to operate a camera in the dark after one beer (OK fine! it was more like 3 or 4ish). Back to the moobs, Iris just had Lasik surgery on her eyes, why the hell can’t I get some breast augmentation pray tell? Jealous much?
2. My back hurts.
   I removed the window unit air conditioner out of my ghetto apartment window and then laid on the couch for a whole day, even missing the Stone Temple Pilots concert in Bend over Labor Day. I never knew what people meant when they said the "threw their back out." Now I do. That’s enough of me whining. And if any of you send me your chiropractors info, I will send you a letter bomb.
3. 3. Boys are poops.’Nuff said.
4. 4. What I’m doing right now. 5:50pm on Tuesday evening? Self-medicating because of my sore back, duh. And listening to Amy Winehouse really loud in my office. Very fitting indeed.