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Garbage has tour dates all over the East Coast this April, and although my attempts to acquire Boston tickets have been in vain so far, I did manage to get in contact with a promoter of the band "Abandoned Pools," who I guess will be opening for Garbage or something. The promoter saw my Garbage site and then sent me an email telling me how "amazing" the site is. Heh. And, in hopes that I would help promote their band a bit, he'd mail me some stuff that I could give away to site visitors. Five "prize packs," in fact, which include:

-- an autographed poster
-- a t-shirt
-- a full-length CD

That's kinda neat, I guess. Free stuff is always good.

I'll make a form or something this weekend on that other site of mine and if you guys want a (good) chance at winning free shit, check back later.

And, in case you have no idea who Abandoned Pools is (I still don't know), you can go here.

Not much to say, either.

I am surprised that more people don't die at hockey games, though. Or at least more audience members get injured. You know how many pucks leave the rink of play on average? Well, I don't really know, but quite a few. And there's a lot of NHL games that have been played. There's 82 games in a season, and (about) 30 teams. Plus playoff games. Multiply that by almost 90 years of NHL play. That's a lot of games, and a lot of flying pucks, and that's just at the NHL level. And this is the first death by puck in the NHL? Not bad. Well, it sucks for the family of the deceased, but given those odds, you're probably a lot more likely to die by choking on a Cadbury Creme egg on Thanksgiving.

Do you think Russell Crowe will get an Oscar in the coming week? We'll see. But I don't think he's going platinum anytime soon. [Link from Blues]

"It looks like any other dingy Mac," said Prozac. "But it doesn't draw as much suspicion if you do have to take it outside the house. We haven't taken it to Macworld, but it has been to a couple of computer swap meets. People like it. They laugh. It gets the usual, 'Whoa, dude, that's crazy' reaction. Everyone wants to try it."

The iBong delivers a killer hit, according to the pair. After smoking the iBong one evening, Prozac wrote about the experience and posted it online.

"My bong burnt bright," he wrote, "electrifying fractals dancing in the raging embers, smoke curling like a halo around my bowed and fatal head.... The restlessness of a millennium's solitude soared through my rushing blood, the roar of being alive skipping like a jumping spark through my brain."