SUNDAY, JULY 30

Atomic Tattoo
Today Larry went off to visit a friend from Ohio who now resides in L.A. Bryce and his fiancé, Angela, went out shopping and Garrick still hasn't arrived in town.

That leaves Nora and me alone with some free time. What do you do when you are in Hollywood with a few hours to kill? You go get tattoos, of course!

We drove around looking for a specific tattoo place on Hollywood Boulevard but the whole block where the place was supposed to be was boarded up. We wandered around aimlessly, trying to figure out what to do when all of a sudden…we find it! They moved and we were still able to locate the place! We thought this was a sign. We headed into the parlor and told the tattoo dudes what we wanted.

Nora got the Kinky Boot tattooed on her ass cheek. Her right ass cheek, if I’m not mistaken. A guy named Tom tattooed her. Tom and Nora talked up a storm. In fact, Tom took a picture of Nora’s bum for his own “records.” He also took a picture of his handiwork using Nora’s camera since she’s not very good at photographing her own ass. But then again, who is? Actually…I am.

This particular Tom (me) was in the next booth over, getting his arm tattooed by a gentleman named Louis. Louis didn’t say much but I did make some conversation with him such as, "How long have you been out of jail?" and "Were you really guilty?" and "Are all those horror stories you hear about jail really true?"

Here’s a picture of the tattooing in action. Yes this did hurt. More of a discomfort than actual pain, but nevertheless, not pleasurable unless you are an S&M freak, which I am not.

After the tattooing incident we went and got some burgers. Why do I keep eating burgers? Enjoyed some fabulous red pepper relish along with my teriyaki burger. Time to go back to the hotel to show off our tattoos to the other dudes and get ready for tonight’s gig in Orange County.

Club Mesa, Orange County, CA
Here we are out in front of the club. It may not look like much on the outside, but this club has seen it’s share of rock and or roll mayhem. No Doubt, Sugar Ray, the Offspring, Fuel, and Eve 6 all paid their dues at this club before becoming bigger than diced onions. There are two very distinct vibes in this club. You can literally draw a line down the middle of the club. On one side is a cowboy bar, on the other is a rock and roll club. To prepare for our show, Garrick and I ride the mechanical bull on full speed.

We played with three other bands, including The Excessories, The Common and our friend Pooch’s band, The Condors. The Jellybricks took the stage at 9:30. The crowd wasn’t huge but they made a big sound and made us feel very welcome. We enjoyed ourselves even though Larry broke a guitar string mid-set, as usual. Nevertheless, we managed to win over some Californicators. We played a lot of new songs. Here’s the setlist:

Next to the club is a pizza place where Menudo was apparently scheduled to appear. The proof is in the window. At least our pizza parlor days are behind us. Or so we hope…

After the gig, Nora, Larry and I went to a famous 24/7 deli called Canter’s. Many Hollywood-type people have eaten here. Enemy of the State was shot here. You know, that movie about The Fresh Prince of Bel Air and his life in a deli. Elvis himself ate here before his untimely toilet incident. Even Marilyn supposedly filled her pie hole at this eating establishment. Here we picked up what can only be described as "kick ass pastrami." Larry, Nora and I gorge ourselves on warm pastrami and pickles.

Now I must sleep off said pastrami. Goodnight, Moon.

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