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Thursday, August 26, 2004
  Verbal Kent in the reader...

The reader reviews What friend Verbal Kent's album. I think it was a good review. Verbal is a great performer, and his long awaited album kicks ass.

The Review

Purchase the album here from Gravel Records.....It's only $9 and it rocks!
- posted by Prodly @ Thursday, August 26, 2004 (3) comments

  Evil Bastard.....Little Pippy

- posted by Prodly @ Thursday, August 26, 2004 (0) comments

Tuesday, August 24, 2004
  Mike Gordon Encounter

My friend Eli and the St. Louis crew Stayed in Vermont for a few days after the festival and visited Burlington. They stopped at Nectars where they ran into Mike Gordon, Phish's Bassist. Here is a picture of My friend Eli with his arm around the cactus.

- posted by Prodly @ Tuesday, August 24, 2004 (2) comments

Monday, August 23, 2004
  More fun for Carnivores

Looks like eating meat doubles your risk of Alzheimers. Now that is a fun disease to add to the list of Terminal Illnesses. The disease progresses from mild forgetfulness to a severe loss of mental function leading to death. My Grandfathers brother Uncle Morrie, a wonderful harmless caring old man got Alzheimers. His disease progressed quickly, and he eventually couldnt recognise his own wife whom he loved, and tried to throw her out a window. He died a few months later.

Check out the link
- posted by Prodly @ Monday, August 23, 2004 (3) comments

Thursday, August 19, 2004
  Coventry Report

Well....I'm back.
Coventry was quite an incredible experience. It was a serious physical and mental test from start to finish which I will explain in greater detail. Despite all of the elements, I am pleased that I was able to remain positive and happy throughout the entire journey.

So we planned to leave Wednesday night between 8 and 9. We left at 11:30 thanks to Pip who decided to go possum hunting for 2 hours.

We arrived in Monsey around 3:00 PM Thursday making for the longest drive to NY that I have ever taken. We all took showers and played with my wife's niece and nephews for a while. We then ate a large amount of food at Bubba's Bagels which was delicious.

I will not share all of the insane details about the ride to Coventry from NY because this post is already gonna be a long one. Getting into Coventry there are 2 options:

Interstate 91. This was the way Phish instructed everyone to come. Take the I91 North to exit 26 for Route 5 in Vermont. Naturally this way would be the wrong choice. Most likely over a day in line.
Rt.14. This is the choice that we took. Rt. 14 got us in a line that was 6 miles out of the venue. If we went with I91 we would have been 20 miles from the venue.

We ended up waiting 10 hours in line before we got in. So we arrived at Coventry On Friday afternoon around 2:30 PM. We had a spot next to a bunch of Jews that my buddy saved us which was about 1 block from the commons. My group was 6 people: Me, My wife, MKT, My friend Shpoyz, Shpoyz's wife Shpoozah, and two identical twins who are one of my old friends younger brothers (for the sake of anonymity we'll call them Cackle and Mouth).

The mud
It rained for 4 days straight at Coventry before we arrived, and it rained for the first day and first 2 nights after we arrived. There is no way to accurately describe the mud scene at Coventry. The pictures don't even give you the real feeling. Let me just say that the entire place was ankle to knee deep in the most disgusting mud imaginable. Our camp was somewhat hidden in the middle of 4 cars. The space was maybe 15 feet wide in either direction. The ground was ankle high, wet mud. The mud at Coventry wasn't just regular city mud that you are used to seeing, it was closer to a sewage mud. It smelled foul and lazy hippies were pissing and shitting in it. That's right, I said pissing and shitting. Not off to the side, or on a fence....they pissed everywhere that we were walking and sleeping. Someone shit 3 feet from my friends tent, and one of my friends used his front tire as a urinal. His front tire was 2 feet from my tent. So as far as shelter went, our place was perfect. We had a canopy over the entire area, and 4 tents (1 in each corner) with the openings to the tents under the canopy. We used 2 20x12 tarps to create walls around the canopy. No water was coming onto our tent from above. The only thing that was not perfect was the ground. The ground was ankle high mud with thousands of worms that came up from hell to squiggle around between our toes. We needed a floor if we were to remain comfortable. So I decided to put Cackle and Mouth to work. We went to the commons to try and find some wood to steal (borrow?). We found a mulch dumping site (a place where a steady stream of semi's full of mulch would dump). The mulch was for the vendors to lay down which would absorb the water and give you a stable surface to walk on. During the course of the next 24 hours we filled about 8 huge bags of mulch. I found 3 pallets in between to vendors tents in the commons. Mouth fucking walked off with 1 of them. Later, when I went on a mulch run with Cackle, I spotted a short palette that was approx. 8ft x 4 ft....perfect for our floor. Cackle grabbed it as I lugged 2 bags of mulch (about 80 pounds worth) back to the campsite. Our campsite was now officially the best of the mud sites. We had complete cover, a floor, and a porch.

The show
On the way to the venue, the lines took for ever because we had to walk through several different nasty surfaces:
The swamp. The swamp was the area surrounding our campsite. This was mostly knee-deep worm and frog infested piss mud. You had to walk about a block or two in this crap.
The runway. This was the main area called the Commons which was situated on the runway of the old Airport and was completely full of horseshit from the pigs on horses. The first day you could avoid the horseshit simple by walking around it. By the second day the shit was trampled and spread out everywhere.
The detour. At this point you could choose to walk over a line of destroyed wood slats or trample through the diarrhea mud. We chose the diarrhea mud.
The mulch. This was a mountain of mulch that I estimated to be about 2 feet deep that they poured over some mud to give us some sort of walkway. Thanks fuckers.
The hidden rocks. The hidden rocks was about a quarter of a block but by far the worst leg of the walk. It was regular nasty mud only there were tons of little rocks underneath which would cut and stab into your feet (most people were barefoot, including myself).
The slats. For some reason we had to trek through a row of sharp moving wooden beams. Painful.
After we finally found a spot way back on Page side, Phish came on stage at 6:15. They busted out with Walls of the cave which is one of the better new songs. By the end of the song we decided to move a few rows back and center because the sound was shit by us. Highlights of the first set for me were: Runaway Jim and Sample (two of my favorites), Gotta Jiboo (kick ass rockin version), Antelope, and Fire (my first Fire)
After the first set we went back to the campsite to get chairs and food. We were not going to do that trek between sets ever again. Not worth it.

The second and third sets were tiring. My wife and I were cold and tired from the days efforts. The rest of our crew was flying pretty high. Highlights: Halley's comet, The wedge (I always appreciate any Rift that they decide to play live), Drowned, and the final Hood encore. Guyute was week.

The next day my beautiful wife woke us with boots. The bastards were selling tall rubber boots for mud walking and my wife befriended the boot people and got half of our crew a deal on boots. So Shpoozah, MKT, my wife, and I each had boots. Today's show would be great. We were prepared.
The first set we were closer than the previous night. Phish came out about 15 minutes earlier than the previous day. They opened with the final Mike's Song> I am Hydrogen> Weekapaug Groove which rocked. Highlights: Reba (I loved this Reba), Wolman's (Try explained that Fish was the wolfman), Taste. The second set started to get pretty emotional. They opened with a killer Down with Disease which was jammed out beautifully that led into the largest glow stick war I have ever seen. This led into Velvet sea where Page proceeded to cry when it came time for him to sing the first verse. Let the tears flow. I doubt their was any person there, fucked up or not, who wasn't crying. Trey tried to cheer things up by going into Glide. Pitiful. The worst Glide I have ever seen. Instead of turning their Velvet sadness into Gliding joy, the rest of the band started to cry. After Glide Trey gave an emotional speech which he concluded with "I need to blow off some fucking steam!". They then delivered a powerful Melt into Ghost to end the set. Awesome.
Third set we moved up even closer into an available mud pit that nobody wanted to sit in. They opened the set with Fast Enough For You. Highlights: Seven Below, Simple, Piper, Wilson, Slave. Final Encore: The Curtain With.

The next day we got out of the venue in 2 hours. Including the time it took us to get towed out of the mud. Not bad.

Overall I will say that the last show musically was nothing to special. Emotionally, I need that show. It was a side of Phish that nobody has ever seen. I think that Phish and I both needed to have closure together. Thank you guys.

Check out Pauly's Coventry tale

The line

The campsite

The ground

The worms

The floor

The porch

The water source

The reason I didnt shit in 4 days

The commons

Getting pushed out

- posted by Prodly @ Thursday, August 19, 2004 (7) comments

Wednesday, August 11, 2004

Well after all of my hard work, I will finally be heading off to Coventry tonight. WooHoo! I'm driving up with my wife and another friend, and we will be caravaning with another van full of Jews. First were going to drive 13 hours to Monsey/Pomona to chill with my wifes sister for a few hours, while the Jewish van heads up to the Ohel which I believe is in Queens. After that, we'll head up to Vermont which will be another 7 hours. I estimate that we will be in line for 8 - 14 hours before we get into the venue.

So UPS has refunded the $22 it cost me to let them screw me out of $65. Makes sense, Right?

I will be back online 1 week from today, when it will all be over. Sad. Very sad.

Monday, August 09, 2004
  The new SklarO World

So the basic re-design is finished. Over the next few weeks I will be making changes and improvements....
- posted by Prodly @ Monday, August 09, 2004 (4) comments

Friday, August 06, 2004
  The Coventry situation

So after spending 1.5 weeks non-stop on the various Phish message boards looking for Coventry tickets and not getting e-mails answered or cash offers accepted, I needed a new strategy. See the difficulty with Coventry is that tickets went on sale before Phish announced that they were breaking up and now every Phish phan ever is scrambling to get tickets to the last show/festival ever. Original ticket price is $150 and there were only approx. 70,000 released. Ticket prices on e-bay are over $400 a piece.

Extra ticket holders fall into 3 categories:

Category 1: The degenerate coke-head assfuckers
These "people" are mostly just scalpers that don't really give a flying fuck about Phish or anyone else for that matter. Their entire pathetic and miserable existence consists of buying as many tickets to an event as soon as they go on sale through their various connections, and then sell them for a 200 – 500% profit. Most of these guys are coke-heads in there mid thirties. Eat shit and die losers

Category 2: The true hippies
These kids are wonderful people. In this category you probably don't have more than 1 extra, because either you bought it for yourself and can't go, or your friend cant go. The hippies only want to get back as much money as they spent. The face-value crew. Truly noble.

Category 3: The traders
The traders are people who have extras and want to get whatever they can for them. Here are some of the trading items I’ve seen:
  • Tickets to other shows on tour
  • Pollak posters
  • Headies
  • Glass
  • Patches and stickers (come on people)
  • Rides

And whether its for real or not, a few people offered their Coventry tix for sex, and believe it or not Their were some responses.

The traders are the people I got to know real well. Here is my story about how I got my 3 tickets, and its pretty confusing……

Early this week as things started getting hopeless, I decided that I needed to get trading items – cash just wasn’t happening. So I bought 2 Hampton tickets on e-bay with the intention of using them in trade for Coventry. The tickets were $235 including shipping. I then found a chick in PA who wanted to trade me 1 Coventry for 1 Hampton plus $100. So the only way to make the exchange was at Jerry bash in WV. OK so I got the e-bay tic overnighted to me from the seller, and then had to UPS overnight them to mt friend in St. Louis who was going to Jerry Bash the very next day, and he would give her the $100 and 1 Hampton. Well at 11:15 the next morning (45 minutes after UPS was supposed to deliver the envelope that I paid them $25 to do) UPS had no freaking idea where my package was. Fuck. My friend was leaving St. Louis for Jerry bash in 4 hours and UPS had no clue what happened to my ticket. So my other friend (3rd ticket guy) cancelled his flight to VT so that he wouldn't get fucked with his plane tix. Well my buddy in St. Louis being the genius resourseful hippie that he is called his broker friend to see if he had more Hamptons. He did, for $75 bucks. OK great, except that he couldn’t have them until the next day – after my buddy would be gone. Fuck. So I called the chick in PA and convinced her not to leave at 8:00AM and that I could have another ticket overnighted to her directly (Fedex) from the broker by 10:30 the next day. She agreed and Fedex got it there by 8:30. Fuck you UPS. Now she is on her way to Jerry bash to meet my buddy. Cross your fingers, that’s ticket number one. My 3rd ticket friend is gonna drive up with us in the end, and fly home through Albany.

The other 2 tickets:
I found another chick from PA who had 2 Coventry tix on the boards, looking for 2 tix for each night of Great Woods and 1 Hampton + cash. Well cash and Hampton I have, and my wonderful buddy in St. Louis told me that his broker friend had both nights at $100 a piece. So I talked to this chick and we agreed to trust each and send the goods. So I had the broker overnight (Fedex again) her the GW tix, and I overnighted (Airbourne) her the Hampton and $50.

So today UPS found the package and promised it would be in my hands by Noon tomorrow. I just hope I can sell and ship the to a buyer by Monday.

I'll feel much better when my 2 tickets are in my hand.

- posted by Prodly @ Friday, August 06, 2004 (3) comments

Tuesday, August 03, 2004
  Like Two pigs in a blanket

Outfoxed: Rupert Murdoch's War on Journalism

Outfoxed is a new movie by director Robert Greenwald. This movie was first released on DVD and as a result of this Michael Moore crazed culture that we live in, became Amazon’s top seller, so they have decided to release the film in select theatres across the country. Great. More liberal lies to fuel the blazing fire of propaganda coming from the democrats during this especially irritating election year.

The film is about Fox news not being ‘Fare and balanced’ like their slogan says. This really pisses me off to no end. Fox news is the only news source that I can trust doesn’t go through the liberal filter. Fox news is the only news that doesn’t have some bullshit spin. CNN, MSNBC, Peter Jennings……. The list goes on and on. These fuckers all constantly spread the Palestinian propaganda, and Fox news is the only station with the balls to ask the questions that get the arabs raging mad on live television while Ashleigh Banfield fully geared up crawling through the back alleys of Gaza trying to interview Hamas terrorists while they are fleeing Israeli troops.

What a fucking country.

This just in…..Michael Moore and Robert Greewald will be signing autographs at the Bi-weekly flag burning in San Francisco.
- posted by Prodly @ Tuesday, August 03, 2004 (2) comments

Monday, August 02, 2004
  Lack of Blogging

I havent been Blogging much lately because any free time that I have, I've been spending re-designing the Blog and searching for Phish tickets. I should be rolling out the new Blog in the next week of two. After that, I should be back to normal Blogging.
- posted by Prodly @ Monday, August 02, 2004 (0) comments

  Courtesy of my Mother-in-law...

A woman in a hot air balloon realized she was lost. She lowered altitude and
spotted a man in a boat below. She shouted to him, "Excuse me, can you help
me? I promised a friend I would meet him an hour ago, but I don't know where
I am."
The man consulted his portable GPS and replied, "You're in a hot air balloon
approximately 30 feet above a ground elevation of 2346 feet above sea level. You are 31 degrees, 14.97 minutes north latitude and 100 degrees, 49.09
minutes west longitude.
She rolled her eyes and said, "You must be a Republican."
"I am," replied the man. "How did you know?"
"Well," answered the balloonist, "everything you told me is technically
correct, but I have no idea what to make of your information, and I'm still
lost... Frankly, you've not been much help to me."
The man smiled and responded, "You must be a Democrat."
"I am," replied the balloonist. "How did you know?"
"Well," said the man, "you don't know where you are or where you're going.
You've risen to where you are,due to a large quantity of hot air. You made a
promise that you have no idea how to keep, and you expect ME to solve your
problem. You're in EXACTLY the same position you were in before we met, but
somehow now, it's MY fault.
- posted by Prodly @ Monday, August 02, 2004 (0) comments

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