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Weekend Highlife In The Dawg Pound West

Hey Soul Mates,
hope you had as productive a weekend as we did. Although most of mine was spent at home working on the computer. Self-sufficiency is the new name of our game. We've gotten DVDs of our music video and tour doc together. I'm proud of my handiwork creating motion menus for the discs. Next step is to get them to some helpful people.

Saturday, we were gifted with tickets for the preview of a new comedy show,
Groundlings For $1000, Alex. The Groundlings (alums include Paul Reubens, Phil Hartman, Will Ferrell & Pat Morita) do a combination of sketch comedy and improv. This particular show was tear-inducingly funny. I cried during the finale, a Nickelodeon kids' game show spoof called "Mathblasters." What a talented group of actors. The whole ensemble was entertaining. Certainly better than anything that showed up on SNL later than night. The house band also did an incredible Led Zeppelin medley. Not easy with one guitar, keys and drums. Kudos. Anyway, if you live in L.A. and you have the opportunity, do not miss this show when it opens officially.

The highlight of the weekend no doubt was watching the Browns beat the Raiders. What fortune, two games in one season. The apartment became Dawg Pound West for several hours. Here's the Dog & I during the Browns' 3rd quarter rally, down by 18-11-4, etc. [That's not a Braylon Edwards jersey, nor even a Brian Sipe. It's my own Norm Kelsey jersey! Got it at the Stadium in CLE a few years ago, but it never leaves the house. I'm lacking the orange pants, however.]



I must call it in print:
Orpheus Roye is the coolest name in pro football. He's a real rarity, too. Roye's in his 7th season as a defensive lineman for the Browns. In this current salary cap era, that should be considered quite an achievement and I'm sure he'll eventually make the Cleveland Browns' All-Time Team. 7 years under the salary cap is like 14 prior. Kinda like dog years or something. Anyway, #99 put this one hit on the Raiders' QB that had me jumping around the house like an idiot. Whoo. Thanks, Orpheus. The game was sloppy in parts, but the Browns' comeback was a sight to behold. It's always good to defeat Oakland. Red Right 88 needs constant avenging.

Have a great week. Hard to believe it's October.
Love, Power, Peace

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Anonymous said…
That's a great picture. Callie should put it on her MySpace page!

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