Eating and talking are my strong suits.

My eyes are burning, people!

Before I get into that you all should know my tour dates. They are right there to the left of this sentence. Come out if you can!

I’ve been up at the Sundance Film Festival for the last few days. I don’t have a film up here. I’m not doing any standup. From what I could tell IFC flew me out and put me up (very nicely) to have dinner with people. No problem! Eating and talking are my strong suits.

Breathing is also something that I take for granted as being something I can do well. Not up here. Altitude is a bitch. All fun is undercut by the slight feeling of drowning on land.

The high point so far was I snuck away from a scheduled event to see the Foo Fighters. They were up here promoting the documentary, Sound City, that I talked about last week with Dave Grohl. I got myself into the private gig because I earned a few friends with the show. I had heard that many of the people who appeared in the movie were going to be at the show including John Fogerty. I can’t even list all of the people on the show because I didn’t know all of them but the ones I did know were: Alain Johannes from Queens of the Stone Age, Chris Goss from Masters of Reality, Corey Taylor from Slipknot, Krist Novaselic from Nirvana, Pat Smear from Nirvana, Rick Nielsen from Cheap Trick, Lee Ving from Fear, Rick Springfield from himself, Stevie Nicks and FUCKING JOHN FOGERTY! Are you kidding me? They all did songs from their respective bands. They were all great but Fogerty was way amazing. He did a bunch of CCR stuff including an extended Keep On Chooglin’. Just one chord riff with a two chord turn around that just grooved like the olden days. He sounded the same, he riffed better than ever and it was astounding, actually. The Foo Fighters backed all the performers in one form or another with Grohl alternating between guitar, bass and drums. It was a good night. It rocked hard. The place only seated about 400 and I have to say it was one of the best rock shows I’d seen.

I saw a few movies, met Kyle MacLachlan, had wild game chili and got bunch of swag. I went skiing today for the first time in seven years. It’s like riding a bike. I was just ripping down the hill and I didn’t realize I was an old man until about 2pm when I couldn’t breath and legs were wobbly. I’m not sure what happened to my eyes. I think the sun may have burned them. I’m writing as a semi-blind person. I’m impressed with my typing ability. It’s not right, it’s improvised, but I seem to have a general sense of where the keys are.

John Hodgman is on the show Monday, finally. This was the third time we recorded a WTF. The first time, I lost the file. The second time was a live show that was awful and I never posted it. So, if everything works you should be listening to us chat about cultural criticism and Brookline on Monday morning. On Thursday the insane and inspired Tim Ferriss will hopefully set me straight and get me on a fitness regimen that isn’t too crazy.


I can’t see.

Boomer lives!