Rock Out With My Cock Out

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Viper_room_11
Fake tans, fake tits, aspiring rockstars, straight to video movie actors, and Scott Lawrence Baumann. That was the scene last night when your ever loyal Minister of Defense ventured into the famed Viper Room for a rock & roll show. The band was one that I had never heard of and will probably never listen to now that I have seen them play. I’ll spare the details, but it invovled a crazy dancing person in a bunny costume and a girl in a pink leotard yelling something about "dry humping this whole fucking place."
River_phoenix
But as I stood there in the final resting place of the young River Phoenix, with a belly full $6 Adolphi, something wasn’t quite right. I didn’t feel like my usual kick ass self.  I couldn’t have told you what it was at the time, but something had been nagging at me, causing me anxiety. The great Adophus, however, was doing his darnedest to combat any emotion other than utter joy that I might be feeling at that moment, as I was living the life that most people only dream, here in the town where fame is handed out like those hooker trading card things in Vegas.
Johnnydepp
Flash forward to this morning, when I am no longer in Johnny Depp’s former private playground, but instead in my bed, waking up fifteen minutes late for work. Then it hit me. I realized what had been burning a hole in the back of my mind the night before, while I was, you know, living the life that people who work at Blue Bee only wish they had. I’m fucking hungry! Hungry for pancakes!! Where are we going to have the meeting on Sunday? Well, we are going to have it at Piper’s Cafe in Koreatown. They have pancakes. They have beer. And we have a reservation for 9:30am on Sunday morning. Get dere.

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  1. Defense
    Jun 08, 2006 @ 09:53:30

    Yes. Hanging out with movie stars. In Beverly Hills. Living the dream.

  2. B. Franklin
    Jun 07, 2006 @ 23:39:09

    hanging out with movie stars? fuck off.

  3. Defense
    Jun 07, 2006 @ 09:56:36

    Yes, I cater on the weekends. And you know what I do during the week? I pick up lunch for blowhard commercial producers, and when there is chicken in their vegetarian fucking salad, I have to go back to the stupid health food cafe and pick up another salad that doesn’t have chicken in it because it is VERY VERY important that Joe Blow Producer it happy wit his goddamn salad. So excuse me, sir, for poking a little fun at your whole Blue Bee social scene that you’ve created for yourself. I’m sorry I can’t be a part of it, but I’m too busy hanging out with movie stars. I must be doing something right, by the way, when fashionista Mark is looking to the MOD for what’s ahead of the curve in stylish eyewear.

  4. rousing
    Jun 07, 2006 @ 08:31:52

    Yeah! We got some bantering goings on here now. Keep it clean.

  5. keanu fucking reaves
    Jun 06, 2006 @ 23:36:30

    fuck you baumann for the blue bee poke. you cater on the fucking weekends, find somewhere else to sleep–shithead.

  6. rousing
    Jun 06, 2006 @ 15:48:58

    This Weekend = The First Half of Deer Hunter

  7. Defense
    Jun 06, 2006 @ 12:54:24

    Right right. It would be a BAD IDEA to spend TOO MUCH MONEY at the bar. That should definitely NOT happen.

  8. rousing
    Jun 06, 2006 @ 12:21:47

    Sounds great Booman. You’re a great Minister. I’ll see you poolside at the Bonaventure for an all day pre-party. You know, so we don’t end up spending too much money at the club later.

  9. M+T
    Jun 06, 2006 @ 11:23:03

    Fuck yeah! I’m getting a side of pizzadillas. Maybe even build my own burger. And it’s cheap (Finance) so we can all eat like kings (Nova). The Finance / Nova comparisons will never get old. Long live competitive badgering.