The site seems to want to be a bitch lately. Sorry. It takes a few tries to select a link in here from time to time. I'll try to fix it when I have some spare time to sort through the shitty open source code.

Being that I'm broke as a joke, and a boring son of a bitch in general, who only bitches about how much his life sucks, e-mail me stories or ideas to:

rory@jigelow.com

simple, eh?

Pat McCurdy is playing Cubby Bear North in Lincolnshire on Friday the 12th. Be there or be gay.

So this isn't an article. Hell, it's hardly even a tangent, or rambling, or........nevermind. Anyway, I've entered this perpetual state of self analization and reflection. About the only thing that I've realized is I'm about as far away from where I want to be, and that it fucking sucks. Pointing out the exact thing that's wrong is like going to Detroit trying to point out a minority, just throw your finger anywhere and it's probably aiming at one. So now I embark on the quest that hopefully will have an end. I'm realistically not looking for a "happy ending" as I've always been a realist, and don't even know if any ending would be "happy" as much as it may just be apropos. It's my life that I've lived, and shall live and everything is a product of my choices. Congratulations to me for fucking it up.

The End.

Mudvayne is returning with their third album Lost & Found (to be released Apr. 12). Overall, seems it's going to be a good album. I was hesitant at first, because it's not the same as the last two; however, it's still good, just in different ways. There are a lot more friendly hooks that exist over previous albums. Some die-hard fans will be against it, but I definately found myself nodding my head.

The live show (Wed., Mar. 30) was great as always. First time I've seen them at The Eagles Ballroom, but it was still great. They played a few new songs, they all were received with a decent amount of energy. They didn't play Prod.....again. But they played -1, so I was happy.

Rumor has it that they are the "mystery band" for Ozzfest, coming on before Iron Maiden on the main stage. Hopefully this is the case, because Killswitch Engage and Shadows Fall are the only other bands I'd care to see.

Check out their new single Determined here: Determined-100k Determined-56k

Nothing at all is new. Been out here and there but nothing special. If you have anything to add or bitch about e-mail me at: rory@jigelow.com

For those of you who have checked this site, and in despair found nothing new and cursed me, all the new shit that's written has been going on my other site. Go there.

Vegas, like an estranged lover, showed all the love it had before, without judgement, when I returned to her.

Las Vegas was a great time. I wasn't able to do everything I wanted to, but I managed to see and visit a lot of the things I had missed for so long.

Now, being at home and reflecting, I realize how much I miss her. How I think about her everyday, wishing things were different. Wishing that I could still be with her. But alas, this is the way things are. Maybe someday, God willing, we'll be together again, but for now, I will have to remember the good times, through memories and photos, and hope that we'll meet again.

A lot of the pictures probably won't make sense to the people who weren't with me or didn't visit me when I lived there. For those who did, it makes it that much more special that not everyone knows.

This past weekend, headquarters moved from The Sausage Factory v2.0b to The Shithole. Pictures below.

Well, here I sit at 24, looking back on things, and every day that passes, I feel like I don't even know who that person was when I was ~19 or so. I suppose that's the way life goes. I go out, but not nearly as much, not nearly as late, and I only have a drink or two unless it's a special occassion. I realize a lot of what I did when I was young, despite the fact that I had a level head on my shoulders, was stupid and wrong. Nothing horrible, but to the sense that it was just unnecassary, or what I wasn't doing was necassary. Stupid shit like being a slob and not paying bills on time make me shake my head and wonder how I ever let shit get so far. It baffles me. So over the past month or so, I've tried to almost reinvent myself. Not in a personality standpoint, but the fact that so much shit was just ignored by me, that I was never going to accomplish anything. It's a grueling process due to the fact that this sloth has been so ingrained in my day to day life. I think I've done rather well. I've started to not only organize my belongings, but my life as well. I quit smoking. It makes me feel bad to think of the people that I negatively effected due to my blindness. It's time for me to be an adult about things. It's time for me to take responsibility for myself. It's time for me to make things happen, instead of waiting for them to. It's time for me to grow up.