Friday, June 24, 2005

Todd Got High

It happened at the dentist's office. I had some work done a couple of day's ago and I requested the gas. My dentist has televisions mounted on the ceiling so you can watch Dr. Phil while they drill holes in your mouth. Fortunately, the 4:00 edition of 2 News was on during my procedure. The gas filled my head with what I thought were profound thoughts. During the weather forecast in particular, I was struck with the nitrous-induced proclamation, "I am Sterling Poulson's storm clouds." I wanted to happily announce that revelation, but the hands and gear in my mouth at the time prevented any such utterance.

However, when my mouth finally was unobstructed, I did tell my dentist and his assistants about my being Sterling Poulson's storm clouds.

Never request laughing gas while fighting a cold. You'll get a bad trip.

(By the way, I've never done drugs. For me, the dentist's office is as good as it gets.)

todd's iPod songs for Friday 6/24

10:20 "Jetstream" New Order (From their new album Waiting For The Sirens' Call.)
1:20 "Black Metallic" Catherine Wheel

Thursday, June 23, 2005

I Love City Weekly

I love City Weekly because they are truly local, independent, and ... what the hell ... alternative. I've been fortunate enough to have two books published, and each time, City Weekly has been open enough to publish a feature article. This in a world where the Tribs and Deserets of the world don't give me the time of day. I know, I'm not Dan Brown. I'm not ever going to be sold in Deseret Book. But it is nice that City Weekly can pay attention to a novelist who is busting his ass to try to get off the ground. Check out the new issue ... on stands now.

Don't forget about my book signing at King's English this Wednesday night at 7 p.m.

By the way, all of those commercials for my book you hear on X96 are paid for.

todd's iPod for Thursday 6/23

10:20 a.m. "Down (live version)" 311 (Swiped from Corey O'Brien's external hard drive. Muhahahaha...)

1:20 p.m. "Lucky" Seven Mary Three

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

My Article in City Weekly...

Grab the new City Weekly for an article discussing my latest book, RATED F. Click here for the online version.

Thanks to Tom Martinez for pimping me.

Big Ass Show

Mark September 24th as the date for the 11th annual X96 Big Ass Show. I've been working on a list of bands for this year. As always, it takes a ton of effort to put the lineup together, but things are looking good this year. Feel free to continue to provide suggestions for bands on the comments section of this blog.

I'm still sort of sick, but hopefully feeling better. I spent last evening at home watching the rest of my Family Guy DVD box set. I'm rested up and on the mend.

Please join me for a book signing for RATED F a week from tonight at 7 p.m. at King's English. Go to www.junkfiction.com for more information.

Todd's iPod songs 6/22

10:20 a.m. "Superman's Dead" Our Lady Peace
1:20 p.m. "Nookie" Limp Bizkit ("I did it all for Todd Nukey / so you can take that cookie / and stick it up your...")

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Sick in June

Somehow I've managed to get sick in the middle of summer. Meh. I'm headed to the doctor later today. (Oddly my doctor and my dentist are brothers.)

todd's iPod 6/21
10:20 "Lost in Hollywood" System of a Down
1:20 "Stranger ThanFiction" Bad Religion

Monday, June 20, 2005

The American Dream

So ... the lovely Mrs. Nuke 'Em and I have decided to build a new home. Of course this is a huge commitment that has me freaked out big time. The builder estimates that construction should be complete by December, so this will be my Xmas present for the next 30 years. Hey, maybe we'll be neighbors.


Todd and his delicious Slurpee (mmm ... Slurpee) on Saturday evening standing in the weedy lot that will become the Nuke 'Em domicile.

I don't know how to build houses, so thank god for experts in that field. I nearly failed wood shop at Roy High.

todd's iPod for Monday 6/20

10:20 a.m. "Alex Chilton" The Replacements (Happy birthday to Mike Summers--the first guy to ever put me on the radio when I was just a whiney teenager. I owe you everything, buddy!)

1:20 p.m. "Prisoner" 311 (Gosh, I sure do like 311.)