counting craps

i saw this commercial today and found it so true. i think it went something like this... a family of three is sitting in their living room watching tv. the voiceover says "the only thing worse than your house smelling like fish..." and fish rain down in the living room. flowers then rain down and the voiceover says "is your house smelling like fish and flowers." it was a commercial for some deodorizing product that eliminates instead of just covering up odors. why is it that when we drop bombs in someone's bathroom we insist on lighting matches and making the john smell like grilled shit? medium well please.

i went to the counting crows concert at the woodlands. it's been probably a year since i've been there and i swore it was up 59 north. it was up 45 north. it'd be like leaving san francisco heading down 280, turning around at san jose, heading east on 92, down 101 south and finally finding shoreline. piece of shit memory.

anyhow, we missed half of the goo goo dolls' set but they played enough of their hits to satisfy me. strange thing is they've got this bass player that totally didn't fit in. he's got dreadlocks, wore a black t-shirt and black jeans, and was slapping away on his bass and running all over the stage. everyone else is fairly clean cut and stationary. he even sang a couple of songs instead of the regular lead singer. who was this guy? he was hella creepy.

counting crows came on and adam duritz proved that you can be fat, ugly, and drunk and still kick ass at your job. he started talking after the first or second song and he just rambled on and on. then when the next song played he actually forgot to sing again at some point. everyone was just waiting and he finally continued. i've seen these guys probably 7 times live and he's never done this. regardless, they put on a great show and the weather was actually unreal, cool and breezy instead of hot and humid. nothing like a good performance to recharge your battery. i'm ready for the next one already.