there will be announcements to concerts on this page as well as links to Ticketmaster. Let me demonstrate:

Ozzy Osbourne brings his hugely successfull Ozzfest tour to Southern California August 31 when it rolls into San Bernardino at the Glen Helen Blockbuster Pavilion. Ozzy will be rocking with System of a Down, Rob Zombie, P.O.D., Drowning Pool, Adema, and Zakk Wylde’s Black Label Society.

The second stage will feature metal supergroup Down, Hatebreed, Meshuggah, and others.

Tickets range in price from $38.50 – $128.75 and go on sale Saturday at noon, pacific.

Although it would have been nice if Chris Cornell and Rage Against the Machine hadn’t pulled out of the gig, the night should be one of the best of the summer.

Click here for ticket information for Ozzfest shows going on in cities near you!

New to the busblog, for your convienence are links to Amazon for the hottest books, cds and dvds. i got an email from a faithful reader who said that people buy these books and cds and they may as well buy them through me and stoke the Snoop Fund, and i thought that she was right, so you will see Tony’s Book Club updated weekly. And I assure you that consuming these products will make you cooler, and getting them from me will increase your karma seven fold. unless you wish to decrease your karma, in which case, it will do that for you instead.

And daily, or semi-daily, you will be privy to “Cheater Scrabble Words,” two- and three-letter words that will help increase your Scrabble scores. Many champion Scrabble players use these tiny words but dont know their definitions, therefore, cheating, in my book. I will not only provide the words, but the definitions, thus stoking you in magical ways, just like you stoke me by being here.

And even though it has been requested by people other than just Eric’s wife, there will be no photo galleries of moi, other than my secret photo album. There are far more beautiful things to look at on your computer screen other than my tortured soul and thats why i post all the pretty pictures of things other than my dull dough.

i dont know why because i have no solutions. but some of the stories are pretty funny sometimes, however some are sort of sad. the more i read the letters the more i think that either im living a life that no one else has ever lived, or maybe i am just misunderstanding everyone in the world.

this one girl writes me nearly every day and she has sent me some nice pictures of herself and if they really are pictures of her, i dont understand why her relationships always end up so bad, but she is very nervous about whoever she will end up with next. and i didnt tell her this next story because i didnt think shed believe it, but it’s true.

not too long ago i got a phone call from a girl who wanted to … well, it was a booty call.

as you know i have no automobile and this girl lives in malibu.

she was whispering all the right things into the phone and she was going through the list of ways that i could get a ride out there and she said what about sonny, could sonny drive you out there? and i said no. then she mentioned this ex-girlfriend of mine and i said, no. are you crazy? and then she mentioned this other ex-girlfriend of mine, she said, hang out with her for a little while and then borrow her car and tell her you’ll be back in an hour and a half. i said, that girl never lets anyone borrow her car.

then my call waiting clicked and it was one of the ex’s and i told her the ridiculous request being made and the ex said, theres a great store across the street from pepperdine that ive been wanting to go to, sure i’ll take you.

and people, she picked me up, dropped me off, went shopping and an hour later picked me up and then allowed me to take her to a nice greek dinner.

when i shared this story with my other ex, she was not only not surprised, but she said, “but we all know that she is the greatest chick in the world.”

and then she said, we should we only be dating people who would make great ex’s, and i asked, are you doing that? and she said, nah.

sad news, though, the malibu store was packed and the good samaratin did not get whatever it was that she was shopping for, but the dinner was spectacular, although a wee bit overpriced, even for colony prices.

all i have to say is i was watching the dodgers game and i changed channels and now i am watching and listening to CHICK HEARN on the simulcast.

Gotta go.

every gurl on the lips,

Theres something and it’s coming can you feel it shooting out of your fingertips?

for the exception of the sonnets inspired by the sorority in newport who practice their kama sutra homework on me, and the tsar lyrics, nothing on this page is true.

but you know that.

how could someone like me score Laker tickets?

Anna’s about to play her first tennis match in two weeks and sometimes we just sit on the phone watching tv and talking about things and she said that she has been playing tennis for so long that she wouldnt even know how to be someone’s girlfriend if she tried. i said it’s like how puppies learn how to skateboard, they just climb on and fake it until it starts feeling right.

then Clipper Girl showed up, so i said bye to Anna, and she was hungry so we started baking chicken and she asked me if certain things in my writing were symbolic and i said this is the juiciest chicken ive ever made with someone, we’re quite a team. then we ate while watching the “wedding singer” and i wondered why adam sandler never made a play for drew barrymore. and Clipper Girl drank ice water from a glass and held my hand.

see how boring the truth is?

truest stories ever told are found in the good book and none of you ever read it.

me, i love the truth. and the truth is Tuesdays are becoming my favorite days. first you get the Osbournes on MTV, and it’s so hard for me to believe that it’s becoming such a popular show because most the times people have absolutely no taste when it comes to television, and from the opening strains of the Tony Bennet guy singing a swing version of “Crazy Train” the Osbournes is a half hour of pure satisfaction.

but the best part of Tuesdays is reading Ken Layne in FoxNews.com. today he wrote about the lack of UFO sightings since 9/11.

and i would be remiss if i didnt link to the fabulous art that greg is cranking out. ashley saw his page yesterday and was totally amazed and said, “do you think he could do me?”

words that every artist yearns to hear.

and sometimes i poke my head into the think tank. this sunday they were talking about chess on tv and whether or not it would work if you had the right announcers.

i went outside and took a smoke break and came back in and they were talking about vector art, the newest fad with the cam girls.

bloggers talk about blogs and bloggers, and inspire them. cam girls talk about cam girls and inspire everyone. currently the latest trend with the cam girls is Vector photoshop graphics, where apparently you take a picture and make it look like a pretty decent cartoon.

The ever talented Dolce Caramella’s new layout sports vector graphics, as does Melissa, and Jaclyn, and Dominque; however my girl at Bizzomb takes it to an even higher level – no surprises there.

What else is new is the cam girls’ experimentation with the horizontal scroll, as nicely displayed by Resha and Coutrney.

What seems to be fading away is the 3D modeling arty stuff still being used quite nicely by Huny, Mindy, and Venenodulce.

The bloggers may have the content – or the links to the content – but the web girls are eons ahead of them when it comes to graphics, html, java script, making money from the site, and establishing and sustaining a following and community.

The question I left the think-tankers was, “for how long will the adults continue to let the teen girls kick their asses? bye, bye!”

was on the bus today. god, that girl is pissed off at something. i wondered if she was upset about the messiness going on in the middle east.

i wanted to tell her to relax, that it was friday, it was TGIF, that we had the whole weekend to decompress, and pray, and try to find solutions.

she sat in the back of the bus, like i did, like i do, like she does, and she pouted.

i dont mind girls who pout. we’ve all got reasons to pout.

i wanted to tell her that the more i think about Layne’s plan to move Israel to Baja, the more i think it’s a brilliant plan.

the problem with brilliant plans, i wanted to tell my nubianne queen, was that theres always a large amount of not-so-brilliant people who want to poo-poo brilliant ideas: like legalizing pot, like taxing the rich, like using that tax revenue to make the manditory minimum wage for public school teachers $45,000.

like letting all the incarcerated gang members in American prisons loose in Afghanistan in a new game show called, “Who Wants to Be a Multi-Millionare” where the gang member who captures Bin Laden alive gets $5 million and if they catch him and he dies in transport they get $2 million.

oh, ive got a million ideas that i aint even rocked yet, have no fear.

but yes, i think that Israel would love Baja, and Baja would be better to have them around. Jesus roamed. spent a few years in Africa when people wanted to kill Him.

But you know me, I dont know anything about politics or world affairs, or pretty much nothing, really, which is why I added a new category on my Links page called “bloggers.” This is a list of some of the most popular bloggers who mostly write about the latest developments in politics and world news. In order not to hurt anyone’s feelings I listed them alphabetically. If I left someone’s name off the list, you can tell me in the comments section, but if I left them off and they really are one of the top 25 bloggers, look around my links page cuz they might be listed in a more prominent area – or I just might be ignorant.

Anyhow, angry black hottie in the back of my bus, if you’re reading this for the first time, I hope it wasnt too forward of me to write this URL down and slip it to you in a tiny note. Normally I’m funnier than this, I just havent slept much lately. Plus the Cubs played like crapola last night.

i’m right. michael jordan has called it quits – for the season, at least. unfortunately the domino effect has already begun. one of my best friends here called me up last night and told me she’s thinking about calling it quits here in the city of angels, and move back home to chicago to be closer to her family and friends and snow and humidity.

i cant say i blame her. LA isnt for everyone, even those, like her, who have shown the whip to the this thoroughbred and used it a few times. it’s definately not the mid west, or the east, or the dirty south, and it certainly isnt home. it took me leaving and coming back a few times to really look at this place as more than just a pretty layover, and it wasnt until i had a good two dozen or so friends and a half dozen former addresses that i realized that i wasn’t just passing through here.

i didnt tell her this, but i dont recommend her moving back home just yet.

before any hot chick decides to pack it in, heres a few things that they should experience before they go back to whereever they’ll grow old and wither:

– drink, smoke, induldge, experience, do what you have to do and then contemplate it all as you watch the dawn break while sitting on the cliffs off del playa in the terribly magical hamlet called isla vista.

– camp and catch one elf in the romantic forrests of big sur – and try not to fall in love with whoever brung ya on the drive home.

– dance with hef and his girlfriends at not only Las Palmas on a wednesday night, but at the mansion when the lakers are in town – i mean on a weekend.

– crash at least one hollywood party in the malibu colony. invites are for wusses, and producers.

– ski mammoth in the day, and skinny dip zuma that night.

– learn at least three new dance moves at a south central house party, not just any one, but one that includes paid go go girls.

– get your picture taken with robert downey jr. at a palm springs hotel hours before he violates his probation.

– and no girl can say that she’s truly experienced life in LA unless they’ve gotten to pass the guitar at one of greg’s classic all night hootenanny’s, followed by breakfast at the pantry, a trip to the hollywood farmer’s market, and mimosas at my house while burning through a half dozen rolls of film to send to hef for no other reason than to say thanks for putting us on the list the other night.

has closed. the little known ride-the-bike-thru-the-bike-lane-slowly scam has bit the filthy tijiuana dirt, the border patrol announced citing, of all things, safety concerns based from the september 11 terrorist attacks. but who are they kidding?

instead of spending thousands of dollars in cramped sometimes dangerous means of transportation, up to 2,000 people a day have been coming to america via pedal power equipped with nothing more than a smile and perhaps a nice jogging suit so as to not raise suspicion.

unlike automobiles and trucks and motorcycles which were subject to an actual stop at the border, a series of questions to answer, and a brief (or lengthy) search, cyclists wishing to use the bike lane merely had to ride at a mellow and chilled pace, with, at best, a quick stop to flash a driver’s licence – especially on the days that the press is taking pictures.

adios sweet bike lane, and damn you, purveyors of evil, watch how the ripples of your actions continue to dash the dreams of the innocent and unaware.

if it weren’t for my new nightly ritual of klos and jim ladd’s familiar record collection of lennon, morrison, floyd, jagger, ozzy and jimi, it would have slipped my mind that i was paid a mighty compliment by a man who does an enormous amount of blogging, reading the web, and watching baseball. He has a nice link to Layne, so why have I never heard of thefatguy.com?

Speaking of the man who left me his apartment, who knew that our Ken is still Google’s #1 Ken after nearly a month? How did I miss that post?

Me, I’m #26 with a bullet. The Tony Awards is #1, show offs. And then some guys like Tony Hawk, Tony Bennet, Tony Roma, and my favorite, Tony Stone graphics, which I hardly go to because when i do i just want to steal and steal and steal.

Normally I wouldn’t aspire to even make the top ten with that sort of competition, but the number two tony is a guy in a band that ive never heard of, Tony Levin. How is Tony Levin number two behind the Tony’s and ahead of Tony Hawk, Tony Roma, and me?

meanwhile matt welch is about to leapfrog matt haughey, the inventor of metafilter, which i have grown to love, and stands proud at a very respectable #7, on the same page, and if you ask me, in striking distance of a man who rarely even gets called matt, whom you wont ever see linked here because i dont link bathroom walls.

get a sweet ticket to a killer show.

sara has a funny entry today about how her ex’s get happier and lose weight and live better lives after she lets them go free.

i’d show you before-and-after pictures of Jeanine, but it makes me weep. and chris is looking better than ever, so i know how she feels.

She better not break up with Dan because this is what he’ll look like if her luck continues. no, not the bald guy.

Brian Linse hosted the first LA Blogger party and I had never met him before the bash, but i talked to him for a little bit and he told me that he moved to LA with a car and a month’s rent money and nothing else and now he has made it big. I still dont know what he does, but he has a sweet pad and a killer kitchen and apparently enough clout to “make a movie,” which is what he’s doing right now in one of those nutty eastern european countries that I’ve only seen in porn.

I dont know if he’s the Producer, or Exec. Producer or Best Boy or what, but he has a web site that is fascinating that has tons of pictures that show you the upclose and personal behind the scenes stories that we never really get to see on tv.

I’ve got to find out what sort of camera he’s using because I might just give up on the Snoop DeVille and invest in that instead.