Pauly Shore

I finished reading Mr. Vertigo yesterday. It was good. Think i'm gonna read Post Office next.

I was at a show earlier... there was this hippie dude there... he looked like Pauly Shore. We made many jokes about weazing the juice and what have you. During a band i like, he got up in front of me on the stage to stand. This upset me. I had a great view and he weaseled his way in front of it. (all puns intended) So i asked him to move. I was pretty nice about it at first. Pointed out all the people who couldn't see a thing because of him. He wasn't very nice for a hippie. Got in a bit of an argument about it. Couldn't really hear what he was saying, but i'm pretty sure there was a "chill buuud-dy" somewhere in there. This nice girl next to me joined in. Actually, i kinda dragged her into it, but i apologized to her for doing that later. She was very kind. He finally sat down, and the girl and i felt kinda bad for being mean. So we made amends with the Pauly Shore doppelganger. Peace man! Weaze the juice! Not a very good story, but it was a funny night, and fun.
Oh, i forgot to mention he kept crowing instead of clapping. He may have been one of the lost boys, or maybe he just had too many Mike's Hard Lemonades. And a few Zimas.