It's Always Raining in New York City

The view outside our office windows at Steiner Studios last night.

Right before the never-ending deluge:


This week -- starting today -- our little season 1 show is getting audited.

The files are a mess. The person who taught the clerk how to file does NOT know how to file. And these files look like garbage.

This should be fun.

GUNS N' ROSES: NOT IN THIS LIFETIME

Saturday night, I saw Guns N' Roses featuring Axl Rose, Slash and Duff McKagan perform on a stage together.

3 originating members of the rock band.

I have seen Axl perform as GNR with other musicians.

I have seen Slash perform the music of GNR with other musicians. This is my first time seeing these people play together on one stage.

Reunited as older men, they perform these songs they wrote when they were young and stupid and filled with aggression.

Some video I shot of the opening and closing:

Guns N' Roses: Not in this Lifetime Tour Clips from MPH on Vimeo.

It was Slash's birthday but aside from a tossed off comment from Axl, there were no special birthday surprises.


Duff sported this Prince symbol on his bass, though there was no big musical Prince homage.

It was pretty spectacular, all in all. The band got on stage right on time and played the hell out of their set. I'm so familiar with GNR shows, there were no huge surprises, but it was just sort of awesome to FINALLY see these people on one stage.

NJ Transit Train Fuckshit

Spent the night at friends' house in Jersey to see a reunited Guns N' Roses (more on that to come).

Went to hop a train back to the city Sunday morning and these two fucking slowpokes took so much time buying their motherfucking tickets at the motherfucking ticket kiosk that I had to get on the motherfucking train without a goddamn motherfucking ticket.


And when you buy a ticket ON the train, they charge you an extra motherfucking $5!

So this fucking stupid trip back home jumped from $10.50 to $15.50 because THESE SLOW FUCKING ASSHOLES!!!

For this... I want the entire world to burn.

I AM AN ENGINE OF HATRED.

Now the story of a wealthy family who lost everything, and the one son who had no choice but to keep them all together.

Hello, July.

Overdue family reunion post:

A few weeks ago, I saw my father in person for the first time in over a decade.

Exactly five minutes before I was supposed to meet my family at a restaurant for dinner -- a family that hadn't been at one table together in well over a decade -- my sister texted me to let me know that she and our mom just had a "huge argument" and that "we aren't speaking".

I was already nervous about the 1,001 things that could go wrong with my semi-estranged dad -- and then I find out that my fucking backup is compromised.

Adrenaline rose...

So. About fifteen minutes later, I am sitting at a dinner table with my reunited immediate family, breathlessly trying to make light small talk with my father who I haven't seen in forever while simultaneously, silently comforting my mother who is LITERALLY HIDING BEHIND A MENU CRYING and angrily gesturing toward her daughter sitting across from her.

And it occurs to me... this dysfunctional family dynamic has informed every fucking aspect of my life.