A tribute featuring Dweezil, Steve Vai, Mike Keneally, and various other alums. NYC, November 1991.
Dweezil's really grown as a musician in the past 20 years, but he was no slouch even in his mullet days. I mean, he is sharing a stage with Steve Vai.
First thing when I got onto the freeway this morning, some fucking idiot tried to lane-change directly into me and I had to lay on the horn and the gas.
A bit later I got a look at her -- surprise surprise, talking on a cell phone.
Bad enough to almost cause an accident because you're on the fucking phone, but I think it's just extra special to continue the conversation afterward instead of maybe considering the possibility that you should hang the fuck up now.
Self-driving cars can't get here soon enough. Because human drivers sure as fuck aren't getting any smarter.