A very special Happy Anniversary to my mom and dad!

Have a great day…I love you guys!

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So, last week I get a phone call from Brian. He asks if I wanted to go see Marilyn Manson with him, at the Fillmore downtown. I figured, what the hell. I’m not a big Marilyn Manson fan, but the songs of his I do know, I do like, and I wouldn’t mind checking out the freakshow anyway.

So we went Monday night. First off, I’ve never been to the Fillmore before, which is the old State Theater. That’s a cool place. It’s right across from Comerica Park, which is the only nice part of Detroit. Literally, the only nice part. You go 2 blocks in any direction…ghetto. So it was cool to see that theater for the first time.

Second, there was quit a mix of people at this show. It wasn’t just a bunch of goth kids straight from the discount rack of hot Topic. I mean, there was a bunch of those people, but just about everyone else was represented too. I gotta say, it was a really good show. They sounded good, and the stage show was okay, nothing crazy or anything, but it was just a fun concert to see.

Did it make me a Marilyn Manson fan? Not a super fan, but I did add a couple of songs that I heard at the concert to my iPod, so maybe it made me a little fan. if you have the opportunity to check out one of his shows, go, it’s a fun time.

Why a fucking Monday night though, that’s what I don’t get.