the thing about walter payton is that he was great at everything

even playing quarterback.

but anyone can be great at anything.

what made walter

Sweetness

was he was able to be great at things while floating on air.

he did not let gravity get him down.

walter payton glided in the pocket to pass, he skated down the sidelines

even when he threw an interception it was the most graceful pick youd ever seen.

im not having any children, but if theres a happy accident im naming him

Sweetness

after the most beautiful man who ever wore a bears jersey.

i never know when this pretty girls comin over

so when i snack i dont dare dip into the doritos

or sun chips

because that would just destroy my breath.

which as anyone knows is oh so minty fresh.

so i eat fritos. little fun sized bags.

tiny little things that they make for kids to put in their lunch boxes.

but i just looked up at the clock and its 1:31am and she hasnt come over.

she txted that she wasnt coming over, but who trusts modern technology?

but here it is super late, so i put on my slippers and make my way downstairs to the pantry and eye some sun chips.

and as i down em i realize that these arent that bad for ones breath.

the day had started so well. there was apple juice and sunlight.

a request for soul food breakfast, but alas it was packed.

and heres one thing i truly adore about my truest, shes really up for anything

drove past roscoes: too crowded. drove past lucy’s: too not nitetime

drove past this little soul food place – 1130am – and figured why not

which is my name backwards, but everyone forgets.

and the rest of the day just went down hill.

some days you peak at the apple juice.

there have only been two shows that i really wanted to go to

that i wasnt able to

the first was Tom Waits in 1986 at the Wiltern.

the other was Janes Addiction last night at the Roxy.

yes i had just seen Jane’s last month at Staples as part of that Activision party.

and it was really nice to see Duff from Guns n Roses on bass.

but the Roxy is a super special place. a proper rock club. right there on the sunset strip. so historic, so amazing, so perfect.

fortunately someone with super inside access was able to provide these clips from last night’s show.

and strangely he marked them “Sunset Strip Music Festival”, which it is not.

but did he tip his hand? will Jane’s play the same Fest later this summer that Smashing Pumpkins was announced to headline?

now that would be a very good show indeed.

what the kung foo!

kids at wrigley

so i sit down after a morning full of meetings and my phone rings.

screen says “Dog, Tom”

i answer “please tell me youre calling me from Wrigley Field”

tomdog affirms my fondest wish. we exchange pleasantries. he tells me he will be drinking some Old Style in my honor, but tells me he wants me to know that he and Timmmmmaaaaayyyyy are thinking of me.

awwww

no longer than 1 minute later i get a text from my dear mother.

LOOKS LIKE THE ENTIRE FAM IS ALSO AT THE FRIENDLY CONFINES

WITHOUT ME!

AHHHHHHHHHRRRGGGGGG

looks like i will have to make a north side appearance before the season’s out so that the cubs wont forget who really loves em

ps my neice looks drunk

they say the fear of public speaking

is scarier to people than the fear of death.

this is what i learned from moderating a panel yesterday in front of many of our biggest advertisers and partners: always speak to a group of people drinking free wine blocks away from the beach.

the panel was sharp and insightful, the audience was lively and engaging, and the people who put it together were amazing.

i was so nervous before the gig that i had convinced myself that i had gotten car sick. i couldnt stop taking deep breaths as we walked the stairs to the swanky restauant.

in the end everything went totally smooth.

like fine wine

and fried shrimp

on a sunny evening on the weessssside.