Tonight I went to see Henry Rollins with (e:Theecarey), (e:Jason), and we met up with (e:Metalpeter) in the end. Great to see you out Peter! I had a great time. It's been 10 years since I've seen Henry and my first thought was, 'Damn he's grey!' Nevertheless, he is in as incredible shape as he was back in 95. Yah, I'd call him a hot 44 year old. If you had been there, that line would mean something to you would be laughing right now. Hotness....he and I agree that magazines are nothing but airbrushed bullshit. I have to say though; he did give me a slightly altered perspective on my own personal hotness. He said, every day there is at least one person that stops what they are doing to look at you and they think, damn...she's hot. I'm like, right on brother! Fuck all you posers that actually believe women should look like walking hangers. I'd rather have all this junk in my trunk than no trunk at all.

Henry shared a lot of his travel stories, but there was one part where I feel he sucked a thought right from my brain. I wouldn't have said it any different. He was reflecting on a day when someone asked him if he wanted to visit Pakistan. His response was, he wants to go everywhere he hasn't been, and every time he's looking at a map or flying over another country he can hear "fuck you Henry, that's right, this is Zimbabwe talking, and you ain't been here biatch". Ok, that's not a direct quote, but it's close - and that is exactly how I feel about travel.

Ciao.