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Photos taken at the Café Kashmir, South Gate, California, 1/8/06 and at the Il Corral, Los Angeles, California, 1/9/06.

We would have posted these earlier but we're drunks. And stupid. Especially the stupid part.

Now you’re homeless and it’s all because of me.

There was a mimosa-sized hole in the middle of my gut that those beers, no matter how cold and wet they were, could never ever fill.

The back story is that, apparently, guitarist Bob suffered a traumatic partial amputation of one of his fingers on a drunken Boston Harbor Booze Cruise, when the member of some other Beantown band slammed a door on it.

I’m not sure, but I think for every time I got stressed out, I also got at least one high five.

Happy happy fun time!

It allows me to communicate with you without actually coming in contact with you, which is good because I didn’t shower today.

If I ever see anyone get hit by a fire-hose, which I actually DO see on a more-than-regular basis, I say, "YOU GOT WATERED."

Okay, so the plan was to have two pages in the print magazine to have all these top five lists. It was gonna look really cool, like with lasers and wizards and shit, but we didn't have enough room to fit it in the new issue. Sorry! We were really high that day. It'll never happen again.

It's been quite a summer here in Boston - one of the hottest ever, according to the weathermen. Then again, as long as we're not underwater I guess we shouldn't complain.