Holy Illegal Activities, Batman!

While it's all fresh in my mind, I thought I'd write about the amazing Fall Out Boy/Academy Is adventure. Because it literally FIXED me. So I get a phone call from Bill at around 5pm and he's like "get your asses over here because it's an early show and I want to see you" and I explain that I just found out that the show was sold out which was a total shock and bummer for Megan and I. And he's like "I don't care we'll find a way to get you in." So Megan and I head over to the Avalon and we walk behind it because Bill told us he'd sneak us in back. We call him and he doesn't pick up. So we're like "um.. fuck?" And then this huge security guard starts asking us what we're doing and we totally play it off all cool but it doesn't go over well so we get escorted to the front of the building and just chill. And then we hear it. The Academy Is is totally on stage and we're sitting out front listening through the doors. It was such a let down. I mean we got to hear them but it sucked and security was really tight and can I just say for the record that security at the Avalon is ridiculous? They are all on such power trips it's disgusting. But anyway, so we sit. And we wait until the set is over. And it's cold.

And then Bill calls, and explains how we just missed him and he's totally sorry, etc. Then he comes out and we have our BHS reuinion moments and it's cool but he tells us that he can't sneak us in because the security is bitchy about bands letting people in. Ok, for those of you who know Bill... you understand. But then Adam comes out and we have another BHS reunion of sorts and it's still friggen cold outside so Adam, Megan, and I pile into the tour van while Bill goes off to do some interview. And we're chillin and talking and all that good stuff and Megan and I are talking about just going home because no one can get us in and it's damn cold and we can just meet up with the Academy boys later after the show. Then I see Pete from Fall Out Boy, who Megan used to be chummy with, (and who never remembers me every time I meet him) and Adam is like "oh man I bet he'd love to see you" so we get out of the van. But by the time we do, Pete is already in his tour bus. When did Fall Out Boy get a tour bus? I don't know but it's pretty fucking sweet. So Adam goes up to the bus, goes inside, comes back out and is all like "your presence is requested." And it's funny, because Megan and Pete go back pretty far but never see each other so she always assumes he'll forget her, even though he never does. And we go into the bus and it's AMAZING. I mean, for FallOutBoy? It's so nice, such a step up from the vans. So it was relatively surreal. So we're talking and we mention how we should probably split but Adam will call us when they're done and Pete's like "wait you're not staying for the show??" and Megan's like "well it was sold out, and Adam and Bill couldn't get us in." and Pete is like "give me my phone." So he makes some calls, to no avail, and then he's like "dude I'm just gonna walk you in." So we wait for him to get ready. And then he just walks us in the back door. Easy as pie. Sorta. I mean it's probably true that the Academy kids wouldn't have been able to pull it off so easily, but FallOutBoy was headlining and Alicia, part tour-manager, was with us so she has even more power. But it was way cool. And then we got some VIP stickers and headed over to the VIP balcony and just watched an amazing show.

And here's the thing. It's like going from 0-60mph in .56 seconds. This week has been such a shit parade and it totally seemed like the night was going to follow that pattern. But we just ran with it and the next thing you know we're VIPs. And I'm thinking to myself, "Hey, maybe this is a metaphor for the rest of the shitty stuff that's happened lately." Like maybe you have to sit all bummed out for a while before everything turns around... because when it does turn around, it will be that. much. sweeter. So anyway.

The show totally rocked and they are just so good live. And they always have been, but Megan and I were standing up there talking about how far they've come. Even last year, they were opening for some random band in Cambridge on tour, at the "House of Blues" venue, which is really like an attic.. and there were like maybe 10 kids there who knew FallOutBoy songs. And maybe 40 people in attendance to the show at all. Last night the Avalon was PACKED. And yeah the Metro back home gets packed for FallOutBoy, but that's because it's CHICAGO and that's where it all started... you don't expect such a rush from people so far away. There was mad moshing and total chaos and it rocked. And everyone knew the words. And it rocked. And I'm like way happy, WAY happy.

So after the show we said goodbye to Bill and Adam and Tom and Mike and the Butcher and made our way home, and they called us after the show to see if we wanted to chill with them but they were 10 miles out of the city already at some hotel and I don't know how they expected us to get out there. But it's cool. The Academy Is is coming back, maybe even headlining, in July at the Axis. So I'll be there. It was cool... some kid who got kicked out while Meg and I were chilling out front during Bill's set was like "I'm totally missing the Academy Is and they rock so hard." So that's awesome.

Ok I know this is a long post but I could really care less. Besides, I don't think I even managed to convey how fucking cool it was. 0-60 man. And by the way, I don't care how old he is or how short he is, Pete is so beautiful. And I'm totally out to do a dude with sleeve tatoos. I think that's been a goal of mine for like years now. So with that, some pictures, and I'm outtie.


how cool does this look? they can't stand still.


i love when they rock out. CRAZY good.


bill guest sang, so we kinda got to see him.. yay


megan and pete in the tour busss


i love how when you have the camera, you never end up in any pictures :)
meg and adam woot woot

QUOTE OF THE DAY (or last night -gotta keep with the theme)
Pete (on stage): This next song has to do with how when you suddenly start to make it big, all those kids in high school who used to call you a fag and throw footballs at your head start showing up to your shows and singing along to all the words. And we just want to say, that we still don't fucking care about you and we'll never fucking care about you and as far as we're concerned you should all be dead.
Megan: Hey! Remember the show at the Metro last summer and Kyle Ferry was there and he was the kid who used to yell out "punk rock sucks" every time he saw me because of my pink hair?
Me: Yeah and then he shows up at a punk rock show.
Megan: Yeah... and I totally told Pete that night about him and how mean he was! And that just reminded me of that and oh my god I HATE that kid!

You Look So Good in Blue

Fucking A man. This week has been the downfall of everything Killian's. Actually that's not true. But I do feel like I've been on drugs for a week. And almost everything that could have gone wrong DID... but being as I'm A-MAZE-ING, I somehow salvaged everything. Example: Get to the editing room Friday morning in a ridiculous haze and forget supplies and then edit everything backwards because I'm pretty sure I was injected with weed as a baby and every once in a while I just act like the biggest stoner. But I fixed it all because I rock. But I DIDN'T salvage my back. YEP I'm gonna talk about it because I CAN and you will like it. So around Christmas break I was stretching and I was all of a sudden like "ouch I totally overstretched this lower back muscle here and that is a hurty." Yeah a "hurty" (copywrite, me) and I ignored it because people overstretch shit all the time and it eventually heals. But no, I guess I kept aggravating it because it's closely connected to the leg movement of runnnnning... sooo... anyway, thursday night I guess I was stressing about shit and that's never healthy so I get up from the couch and BAM!!!! The back FLIPS OUT. SHOOTING PAINS EVERYWHERE!! It was unreal, man, unreal. So I'm like standing up totally not sure if moving is going to lead to sudden death... and the night just really sucked. But the next morning it was kinda better I guess.. and I think the pain took a lot of blood from my head and that led to my incessant stoner-actions.

DONE. So now I'm told I can't run for a week. But it sucks because whenever things get shitty I run it out. So what's the d-d-d-dillio, dillio? What's the d-d-d-deal, deal? I don't know man, I don't know.

But there are less than two weeks of school left. So I need to work on some summer planning.
I don't know where to get a job. It's gon' be CRAZY. Did I just turn ghetto? That's upsetting.

Also saw the Spectrum drag/variety show last night. Yeah. Not so good. I really just went because Christian was doing stand-up, and that was good stuff. But wow. And what was with the ROTC gig in the middle of it all? Seriously, folks, WOW.

FALL OUT BOY is tonight with THE ACADEMY IS! I'm super pumped so I'll probably talk about that later.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
Loller Hockey: oh my god, killian, i just woke up - what the hell did we do last night?
KyllyansRed: jeff, i'm pregnant
KyllyansRed: PSYCH!
Loller Hockey: damn, our children would be beautiful

I've Got A Big Fat Fucking Bone to Pick With You, My Darling

Alright. First in order, why the hell is the little picture of me/archive of my blog thingies no longer up here with the text? It's all the way down at the bottom on the right instead of at the top on the right. I don't LIKE it. It just looks weird now. Lopsided. Way to mess up, blog.

Secondly, I sat outside today for two hours because it was amazing and 82 degrees, and I totally didn't get tan. What is WITH that?! Two hours in the sun during peak tanning hours and I walk away with very little color. It's saddening, really. I used to get tan so easily. Now it's like I just reflect whatever sun I get. I'm not enjoying this phenomenon. I also feel the need to go shopping and I have no money. Thus, I will not go shopping. Thus, I don't know. Having no money is really lame. Haha, my dad just told me not to get a tan because I know better. I do know better, but really, come on now, when has knowing better stopped me from making stupid decisions?

I'm trying to think of a funny story to tell but I really don't have anything. This week has been VOID of humor! Or, of humor worthy of the blog. As if the blog is this really great thing. Let's see, I saw this guy preaching the bible at downtown crossing, and this one guy was really into it. But I honestly don't think the preacher guy was actually saying anything. I think he was just randomly reading passages. Maybe he was doing some kind of psychological experiment to see how many people would realize that all he was doing was reading passages and not saying anything about it. That would be sadly ironic for the guy who was paying such close attention. Anyway, I caught them on film for my next and upcoming PROJECT which is bound to rock. If I can pull it together in time. I was using the bolex on Newbury St and some girl was like "what kind of camera is that?" so I told her it was 16mm and she was like "oh. i have an 8mm film camera... they still make that?" and I said "yes." And then she went away and I was glad. I'm not sure why, but it probably had to do with the fact that she totally made no sense. So I made some shifty-eyed glance to Christina and we kept on our way.

Before I go, and I know you're dying for me to wrap up here, I think you should think about something. Have you ever like... actually thought about what "nothing" is? I think you should. Because it's MIND BOGGLING. Honestly if you can actually grasp "nothingness" to the point where it just swallows you whole, you'll feel like you're on drugs. This is why there is really no need for narcotics. All you have to do is imagine nothingness to the point where you feel dizzy. Honest. Speaking of drugs, it's 4/20, so go do your thing. But I suggest you imagine what it would be like if nothing existed. Not even the universe. Not EVEN ANYTHING!!

haha ok. i'm a sketchball.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
tba

"JEST" is so good. And so is BOTCH.

Ok first things first. I know it's been a long time. I've been getting death threats. Most of them are from Tony. Yeah, Tony Milazzo. He's such tool. You're a TOOL, Tony! There's your honorable mention, ass. Okay, okay, I jest. But only a little bit because he posts the most obscure lies about me in his away messages. Anyway, moving on. I've come to find that the weeks are FLYING. It's not like they're even running. They fly now. Hover craft style. It's ridiculous that it's already Friday, and I was supposed to go job hunting last weekend and I just realized that it's already THIS weekend and I'm just so overwhelmed with the rate that time has been traveling that I just don't know what to do with myself. Times like this call for fetal-position action.

On a lighter note, my mom got me a kick ass digital camera for my birthday, which was Sunday, which was also awesome... even though OH! That weekend was so WEIRD and SURREAL and I really don't feel like explaining it but a lot of money was involved and I'm now a witness in a motorcycle robbery and I'm getting calls from detectives and insurance companies left and right and it just adds to the crazy momentum of time and I'm delirious. But anyway. Wicked cool camera, and now I can post more pictures ALL THE TIME which I know you all just LOVE.

I saw Sin City. AMAZING. I mean, it's good. Movies with awesome aesthetic value really always make me so happy. I think everyone walks away from Sin City with a favorite line. Mine was Marve's "Dames. It's like all they have to do is let it out real good, and the next second you'd never know what happened." I totally botched that line. But you get the jist. This is actually really why I want to see it again... just so I can stop botching that line. How good is the word "botch?"

Fall Out Boy is coming to the Avalon on the 24th. I'm way excited but it's even MORE exciting because The Academy Is is opening for them, which means I get to see Bill and Adam and the rest of their gang. Last time they came out here they ended up chillin at our place for a while after the show, which was good times. I love high school buddies. Especially when they come visit ME! (I am making a BiH reference here, bitches) No, I'm joking. I realize Bill has a free ride and can't really help coming out this way. AND I love my BiH and you guys are all heading out here THIS SUMMER. Well, a couple of you. Hopefully all of you! I feel like such a sorority girl writing "BiH" but I really don't feel like spelling it out. It's more fun to keep everybody guessing. Awesome.

Well kids, it's about that time again. I'll try not to leave you for two weeks this time. Dry your eyes, kids. It's really unattractive when you cry like that.

QUOTE OF THE DAY
(Melissa has a knack for randominity, and i looooove it.)

ricecheX10: alright here's what you're gonna do:
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Auto response from KyllyansRed: wow. paycheck problems
THEN screenwriting 4-7.
THEN bank.

then figuring out what I'm doing tonight. call me up and tell me because I know I won't be able to decide on my own.
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ricecheX10: you're gonna get all pumped up by running around your room in circle for 2 min
ricecheX10: then you're gonna down a bottle of Gatorade cuz you'll be thristy
ricecheX10: then....you're gonna grab as many people as you can find in you're apartment and you'll all run out into the street with loud music playing and people will start dancing on cars
ricecheX10: and when you're finished with the impromptu musical in the street you'll steal a car, go to a bar and pick up the first hot guy you see
ricecheX10: then make out with him and when you're done (haha) pick up the next motorcycle you see and ride into the sunrise...
ricecheX10: :-D
ricecheX10: it's all quite possible if you ask me

"Fuck You, Fuck You, You're Cool, Fuck You, I'm Out"

I was talking to someone recently about how scary it was that when I'm 30 my little brother, Matt, is going to be 19... and Connor will be 13. And it's weird, right? Because they'll be going through all the motions of being little men, having girlfriends and the like. But I casually brush that aside because I mean, hey, we have at least 5 or so years before I have to worry about either of them wanting women, or at least doing anything about it. Right? WRONG! Yesterday my dad tells me that Matthew wanted to buy a rose for a girl that he likes. The kid is in 2nd grade! He said wants to, "find out if this girl likes him as more than a friend." THEN he proceeded to ask my dad what age is appropriate for dating! !?!?! I mean the kid's cute but my god.

But then I got to thinking about how I had crushes on boys in pre-school, or, actually... since before I could walk... and I guess I'll let his 2nd grade lust off the hook. My 2nd grade crush was funny. We were neighbors and he told me over a bowl of ice cream at my house one day that my eyes were like the stars and the first day he saw me he was in love. HAHAH. It was ridiculous. But way cute, so I'll let it go. Kind of like Matt; ridiculous, but way cute. I'm sure he's got a couple ladies' man lines up his sleeve, too.

I saw OK Go on Thursday and I so recommend seeing them live. It was awesome. They even fit in a little musical theatre and some choreographed dancing, which was intense. Damian was hyped on steroids to help his recently-failed vocal chords, and that was equally as intense. That's just so beyond not good for you, but the dedication is way sexy, so I'm overlooking the health hazards. Anyway, yeah. OK Go is awesome, do it up!

Alright, SIN friggen CITY. I haven't gone yet, but I've heard amazing things, which I predicted. The whole not going thing has me in this really awkward depression because I know seeing it will make me really hyper. But this week is beyond stressful so it looks like I'm postponing it. I already hate next week. AND I already hate my birthday because it's going to be the climax of busy days to come. Way uncool. BUT! Monday, Matt and I are SO PLAYING RAQUETBALL and that is going to be the only thing that gets me through this week. Honestly I'm SO pumped for that! How cool is raquetball? I don't think anyone is happier about the raquetball courts than Matt and I. Such nerds, but honestly if you haven't played, you have to. End of story. You are dead to me until you've played it and loved it.

Well, this has been fun, hasn't it? I'll spice it up with a picture, because I just came across it... and it totally fits with my stress theme today. Megan took this picture last year when I was too stressed out to function. It's just what I do. So when she showed it to me I decided to add in the text and make it my desktop background for a while, just to remind myself that I am, in fact, still five years old.


can i hear a woot woot?

QUOTE OF THE DAY
Keith B: FINE!
Keith B: LEAVE ME!
Keith B: I DON'T NEED YOU!
Keith B: YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER!
Keith B: YOU'RE NOT MY FATHER!!!!!!!!