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Black Lights are a total necessity when it comes to a club. Naturally, I scored one for Joe and I to use in the DJ booth so we can look cool. Daft Punk suits are next.

Marcella’s is finally getting around to replacing some of the lighting equipment that was either damaged from the Tralf flood a year ago, or just desperately in need of repair.

Today we have the Detonator, a Martin proprietary control board for the Martin 3000 strobes that we rehung. When flashed together, these suckers can white out the entire club. And give you a seizure. Sweet.

Angel and I are trying to catch a quick nap before we head out to see Wanted at the Dipson, downtown on Main St. Sometimes the floor is the most comfortable thing for me. Every joint in my body needs a good massage or a nice stretch. That, or I need to get laid.

A few technical difficulties thanks to an ancient venue place, but everything seems to be going well. You can check out the live feed at wnymedia.net/news and learn more at btec2008.com

Laying in bed with a glass of Jack and the new Wired, and just as I was about to blog this, my favorite buddy in the whole wide world called me to say goodnight. This is indeed a good night.

The firefighters are here, showing off their trucks and gear to the extreme delight of the participants. I’ve been at that station all morning, selflessly helping out.

Weekend over, no more quick and efficient metro, back to the as fail as it ever was NFTA bus. I cant tell if my bus driver is a dude or just a husky voiced woman, and I almost tried to use my SmarTrip card to get on. Sorry! Let me use my lame ass paper monthly pass instead missus. Glad to be home, and Tamara I miss you too.

Guess I didn’t mention that I went to my first Bisons game, last weekend. Took my pops, Jerrie and Angel. Was a lot of fun, but I think there are a lot more hottie bears at hockey games

4 Country Breakfasts, and the table is packed

I took off from working the club this weekend to hang out with Dad and Jerrie who came up to see me. Mornings have been calm and refreshing, no hangover, no toxins, just a kitty.