Should
have known better and we do
Symbols of Purim: The Bad Guy, The Good
Guy, The Babe, and The Porno Cowboy Hey,
it's Purim
again already! You know what that means: Tonight we are commanded
by our Old Testament God to go out and get drunk off our collective
ass! What a lovely holiday? Is there any other major religion
that has a holiday like this? Hmm, I guess St Patricks Day
is like that, but without a specific religious endorsement
(though the Catholic Church has been silently complicit in
St Pattys Day crime from its inception). This is all very
convenient for me, as I am short of ideas for stuff to do
tonight. Now I have my plan: drink
until I can't tell the difference between Mordechai and
Haman! Don't know what that means? Read the Scrolls
of Esther!
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| Monster Island doesn't
really look like this ... or does it? |
Saturday I am planning on seeing Measles
Mumps Rubella at another Todd
P-brokered events. As You may know his recently opened
compound, dubbed "Monster Island" was recently shut
down for retooling, thus creating a veritable hipster diaspora,
as a month's worth of rock shows had to be rescheduled at
other venues around town. Never one to disappoint, Todd busted
ass to get all the shows a new home, thus opening up some
venues not normally traveled.
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| Todd P, continuing to
shave years off his life for your fulfillment. |
Saturday's show was to have been similar to Asterisk's
way of handling bands: alternating sets in various spaces within
the
building so there would be no lag between bands. Now that
Todd is without his space for a while, he has orchestrated
the concept between two separate bars that are blocks away
from each other in Greenpoint. This means music fans will
be tromping back and forth down the street all night, which
could make things very interesting depending on the availability
and relative cheapness of PBR at each venue.
Posted By Jimmy Legs
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The
other night on Dekalb street I saw a woman walking two dogs.
One was a golden retriever type dog and the other one ... wait,
that wasn't a a dog at all. It was a pig. An enormous pig. Remember
when all those 
The
pigs were not in actuality special miniature animals, they
were just oddly shaped regular pigs. By the age of four the
average pot-bellied pig weighs 150 pounds. Boy were those
yuppies surprised! They thought their pets would all stay
handbag-sized but ended up with 
I
think it's nice they have these pig rescue resources, but
I keep picturing the oddity of a farm full of pigs, not being
raised as food, but rather more of a porcine spa. Are any
of these sanctuaries right next to regular pig farms? Do the
"eatin' pigs" get jealous of their pot-bellied brethren
who lounge around for the remainder of their lives? Many of
these sanctuaries don't even allow adoption; their pigs are
there to stay. 
