Depeche Mode Tour the Universe in 2009

Currently D Mode is working on their 12th studio album (Oh, I think I just wet myself) & will tour the world in 2009...April 2009 is the scheduled date that the new album will drop.

Here's the official word from their official website:

The band is currently working on their as yet untitled 12th studio album release. Over the next coming weeks, we will be featuring updates and developments on the progress of the recording sessions, which will include exclusive videos and pictures documenting the making of their anticipated album. News and updates will be made available as they come in, so stay tuned for more great new features on depeche mode dot com!

Tour Of The Universe
The dates for the European leg of Depeche Mode's upcoming tour, "Tour of The Universe 2009," are now available! Tune in to the LiveNation web site to view the Depeche Mode press conference On Demand (for free), recorded in Berlin on October 6th! We are announcing some exciting news for the upcoming year.

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In The Mood

Slurp...

Separated at Birth?

On the left we have Todd Oldham, American fashion designer...and on the right we have Mr Rachel Zoe, aka Rodger Berman, who...ummm...well I don't really know what the hell he does, except that he goes about with crazy hair that kinda resembles a man-wig.

I gotta admit...Rodger's 'do is looking pretty good in that pic.

I got hooked into watching The Rachel Zoe Project, and at first I really wanted to hate it, but now I just can't get enough of the characters, or of Rachel's crazy-odd way of speaking. Around my house, we often imitate her and tell each other:

"Shut...up...right... now...you look....bananas...bananas".

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AbFab Americano

Fox to create an American version of Absolutely Fabulous...read the story here:


My problem with this redo is that the humor of the original show is extremely British...so much so that I'm not sure how this will be translated into "American" humor.

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Frightful Weekend

On Saturday night, I got my cherry popped...and I'm still a little sore. By that little metaphor, I mean to say that I went with 4 friends & 1 lover to Halloween Horror Nights at Universal Studio Hollywood for the first time.

I was truly a little nervous and was sorta feeling like a little chicken on the ride up, but it wasn't because I was fearing the horrific creatures I was soon to encounter.....no, not at all...I was a little scared that we were going to have to throw down in the park...all six of us homos wore T-shirts that may have been a little Non-PC.....but to my surprise, we were the hit of park!

Oh, I even got felt up a few times...thanks Chris & Alex!

Chris, Alex, me, Paul, John, & Tim really do love the Cock!

Leia 2008

McWhat ?

I received 2 very similar text messages this morning from 2 very different people.

The first one was from someone who has a farting problem...his text message was basically about the breakfast he just ate & the hopes that he doesn't get sick from it....or to be more accurate, his text went a little something like this:

"I hope I don't get the McShitties."

Then, about an hour later, I got a text message from a coworker who wants to grab breakfast in the cafeteria...I respond with "sure, let's go get us some omelettes".....and he replies with:

"I better not get the McShizzles this time."

Funny, no?

I'm off to lunch now, and I really hope that I don't McCrap my pants on the way back.

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Checking In

What a bizzay week it's been (work-wise) for me. I started the new job on Monday and I've been in so many meetings and have met so many new people (most of the name's have already escaped me) all week long...and it's only Thursday.

On top of the busy-ness, I'm still fighting a damn cold. By the time I get home, all I wanna do is change out of my work clothes and throw my half dead carcass onto the bed, and dream a little dream....but then the damn gut starts to whine that the chicken noodle soup at lunch (6 hours ago) just wasn't that filling.

On Tuesday, I went to my "farewell lunch" with my old work group....the ironic thing was that my NEW work group was at the same restaurant, having a farewell lunch for someone that's about to leave soon....I kept looking over at them during the meal, and really wanted to join them instead. I don't know if I've mentioned this here before, but I really loathe everyone in that group except for 2 people. It was such a phony department with people that loved to gossip more than they worked.

But all of that is behind me now...I absolutely love my new department. The work seems rewarding, the people are all cool (I need to update my wardrobe, cuz these folks really know how to dress.....and most of them are straight!) and do their own work without bugging each other all day...it is VERY quiet here....so much so that I feel bad whenever I cough....or swear out loud.

Well, gotta run...I've got another meeting in 10 minutes....seriously!

Isick

So, I've caught a slight cold...it's not that strong, but it is strong enough to have made me REALLY consider calling in sick today.

It hit me late Friday night, but by Sunday morning, I felt like I was winning the battle.

It's funny...I felt ok when I rolled (literally) out of bed this morning, but after lunch, I'm back to feeling like shite again. I kinda feel like I got punched in the face after staying awake for the last 2 days...and the nasal passages are all irritated.

I'm going to put my butt to bed a little early tonight and take some meds right before...and by "meds", I of course mean tequila...Ole'!

Lady vs Lady

Lady Sovereign - "Love Me Or Hate Me"




Lady Gaga - "Just Dance"

So Gay !

What a masculine hat The Emperor is wearing!

Free Ice Cream - One Night Only !

Tonight, between the hours of 5 to 8 p.m., Cold Stone Creamery will be giving away free 3 oz servings of ice cream at all their locations. It's part of their annual campaign to support the Make-A-Wish Foundation.

In lieu of payment, Cold Stone is encouraging customers to make a donation to Make-A-Wish.

Dang, I better leave work a little early tonight.

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Overheard Convos

I walked into the tail end of 2 separate conversations at the workplace today.

The first one took place as I was paying for breakfast in the cafeteria:

Female employee: "If you give me 6 inches, I'll be one happy lady."

Male employee: "I'll give you at least that much."

This was all said without any trace of sarcasm/irony/humor.... they didn't even notice me standing behind them grinning like a fool.

The second conversation took place near my cubicle and involved 2 female employees, both of which are fairly new mothers (names changed to protect my employment status).

Bad Mommy #1: "Ethan dropped his binky (pacifier) in the toilet bowel this morning, so I rinsed it off with hot water & gave it back to him....you should've seen how Brad (the husband) flipped out."

Bad Mommy #2: "I read somewhere that the water in the toilet bowel is some of the cleanest water around."

Bad Mommy #1: "I know, but Brad's kind of a clean freak."

Oh, that poor child!

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No Sh*t !

On news stands tomorrow morning, the new issue of People magazine:

Kathy Griffin is going to have a lot to say about this "newsflash" !

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The Killing Jar

I can't remember the last time I screamed like a little girl....wait, that's not true...I do remember, since it happened only last Friday.

After dinner (last Friday), I went outside to sit on the front porch...truth be told, I was gaseous and didn't want to stink up the house. As soon as I opened the screen door, something flew into my hair & then quickly flew off of me, into the house and towards the front living room window. That's when I screamed like a little girl.

A GIANT grasshopper was sitting on the window's blinds...taunting me with it's alien face.

I ran into the kitchen to get a glass jar from the cabinet under the sink. I recycle pasta sauce jars for storing coins, disposing used cooking oil (I never pour oil down the sink as it clogs the pipes...I prefer to send it to the landfill), saving spare hardware, and now for catching grasshoppers. I had heard that these insects are so stupid that if you hold a glass jar or plastic bag in front of it, it'll jump right into it.....and that's true, because this little bastard jumped right into my jar.

After capturing it, I set it on the window sill in the kitchen. I had planned on throwing it away in the morning. Weeeellll, I forgot all about it until Sunday morning. Since the jar lid didn't have any air holes punched into it, the poor thing died....so sad.

After looking at all of the damage the grasshopper caused in my garden (he practically ate an entire rose bush) this morning, I really don't feel that bad at all.

Here's a little song for y'all that's very appropriate...The Killing Jar by Siouxsie and the Banshees

I'm Going to Disneyland !!!

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Well, not anytime soon, but I'll be going next year, on my birthday...The Walt Disney Co said that its (U.S.only) parks will offer free tickets to visitors on their birthdays in 2009....read about it here.

Home Office by Nintendo

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I've been wanting to clean up/makeover my little computer/laundry room for awhile now...and whilst searching the 'Nets for ideas, I came across these vinyl wall decals.

They're like Totally Awesome!

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Slots of Fun

Over the weekend, I visited my folks and I was FORCED to go with them to the local casino, which is about a 3 minute drive from their home (Californians measure distance in time, not in miles).

I had $60 on me that I was prepared to lose....I was hoping for the best, but expecting the worst...It's not that I'm a pessimist, it's just that Lady Luck turned her back on me, once she found out that I was a big ol 'Mo.....B*tch!

I swear, the first machine I sat down at made me a winner on the 3rd spin. The $10 that I put in the machine grew to $60 (jealous much?). I was playing some Tiger themed machine and hit the Super Bonus screen or whatever it was called...I cashed out and moseyed on over to my all time favorite slot machine: SUN AND MOON.

Again, within under 5 plays, I had hit the bonus round, which on this machine means you get free spins...since I triggered the bonus feature with all 5 sun & moon symbols, I scored 50 free spins...and when I was down to 25 spins, I scored ANOTHER 50 free spins....so I sat back and just watched the credits add up...sadly, I was playing a 2 cent machine and not the $1 machines, but when all of the free spins had finished, I was ahead $150...I cashed out and told my parents that I was Re' Ta Go !!

I spent the rest of our time there following my folks around, watching them lose all of their money.... I did play one other slot machine for at least 30 minutes...it was the Wheel of Fortune game...this time I was playing 50 cents at a time...I walked away from this machine $15 richer...just call me Daddy Warbucks...or Daddy works too.

So, I went home with $200+ more in my pockets than what I left home with....not too shabby.

Oh, on our way out of the casino, I showed my Dad which machine I won the $150 on. There was a guy sitting on the machine...he had just won 100 free spins....he told us that he literally sat down and put $5 in the machine, and on the 1st spin triggered the bonus round.

I've got a feeling that that machine is going to be either reprogrammed or replaced soon.

Jill Greenberg - Photographer of The Year

Jill Greenberg was hired by The Atlantic to shoot the current cover (above) featuring John McCain. Greenberg did just what she was paid for, but THEN she had some creative fun (below) with some of the outtakes to add to her personal website.

Pics courtesy of Gawker...Read the story behind the pics here.

If you want to see a pic of a monkey taking a dump on McCain's head, then click here.

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7 Years

Memory is a fickle beast.

It's funny, isn't it, how we can easily recall the most boring, ancient, or useless memories, but the ones that we never want to forget do become forgotten.

I have a terrible memory. It seems that as the years roll on by, time has a way of pushing memories deep into the back of my mind, and they are only brought back to life by some random trigger.

Yet, my mind holds onto the tragedy of 9/11, as if it happened only last week.

I can clearly recall the sights & sounds being shown (non-stop) on the TV, the overwhelming sense of patriotism I felt, the fear, the anger, but most of all, the disbelief.

My thoughts and hopes of peace go out to all those that lost loved ones seven years ago.


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Can I Get a Woot Woot !

So after 3 months of holding my breath, I can finally breathe a sigh of Relief / Victory. I applied for a position within my company, that was posted on the intranet job board back in June...after 2 interviews & weeks and weeks of waiting, I was finally offered the position, yesterday afternoon.

I had given up hope when I found out that they had interviewed someone from Florida...they actually flew him out on a Friday, put him up in a hotel, gave him a rental car for the weekend, and then interviewed him on the following Monday...I did some snooping (he's got a very distinctive name) and found his profile on LinkedIn...I was blown away by what I read under his profile..he seemed like a perfect fit for the position...maybe even a little OVERqualified. I thought that the job was his for sure.

But it wasn't....who knows, maybe he just looks good on paper and really blew it during the interview.

Anyhoo, I start the new job on the 22nd and just can't wait until I get to say "Adios Suckers" to my current coworkers.

Time to pop some bottles!

I Aint Afraid of No Ghosts !

Ghostbusters 3 is in the works !

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Minor Morning Scare

When I schlepped my unenthusiastic carcass into my cubicle this morning, I was surprised to find that my laptop was missing from it's docking station. In its place was a note from my manager that read:

Chris, come see me about your computer.

My heart sank & my gut wrenched (and I farted). Was I being fired and this was the company's way of being subtle about it?

I started to paint all kinds of scenarios in my head for why they'd get rid of me this way...was it for all of the Internet/blog cruising that I get done each day? Was it because my workload is almost nonexistent? Were my coworkers too intimidated/distracted by my internal beauty, that they weren't able to get their own work assignments completed? I wasn't able to come up with anything that didn't sound desperately ridiculous...

Then I thought about how I'd react, if I was being canned.... should I fall to my knees and cry like a baby?....should I pull the gay card and scream (in a really nelly voice) that I was being discriminated against and threaten legal action (and Gloria Allred)? Should I try to take others down with me, by telling lies that they steal toilet paper, Windex, and paper? Should I go Psycho Bitch and destroy my boss' desk, sending piles of neatly stacked paper everywhere, as well as ripping his precious vintage movie posters off of his office walls? ....my mind was racing with all of these crazy thoughts !

I just couldn't be sacked...I've been working steady since I was 16 years old, and since that time, I've only been out of work for 2 weeks straight. (I was fired for stealing toilet paper, Windex, and paper)...just kidding...such a kidder, this one!

I took a few cleansing breaths, grew a pair, and then walked into my boss' office. Turns out that all of that stressing out was for nothing. I forgot to lock down my laptop on Friday, and when my boss came in to work over the weekend, he did a random check to see if there were any unlocked laptops...I was the only fool that didn't lock down his machine (D'oh!).

I got a mild hand slapping, but I'm still employed...wheeeeeeeeee!

For Franck...

Oh. My. God. Becky...

Happy Friday!

Random Long Beach Moment #256

[This happened last week, but I've been a bad blogger and took a mini blog vacation, apparently]...

After a very stressful day at work (basically reading blogs all day....shhh!), I decided that I wasn't going to cook dinner...it was take out night, but what to have, what to have? I wanted something different, something healthy, and something inexpensive.

I decided on picking up some fried chicken from Albertson's deli department (for real: so damn tasty...it was truly finger lickin' good!) and I thought that it would be a good time to try some of that Tuscani Pasta from Pizza Hut...2 of my coworkers told me that it "was the bomb" and that you get 3 lbs for about $12...Three pounds my ass! It was barely enough pasta for 3 people...I could've saved $10 making it myself and still had leftovers. I guess that's what I get for eating so "healthy".

Anyhoo....I was treated to some entertainment along the way. When I placed the order for the pasta, I was told that it'd be ready in 15 minutes, so I left my car in their lot and walked over to the market for my beloved fried chicken. In front of the market was a bum, who looked a lot like Hagrid, talking to a cop. The cop was telling Hagrid to pick up his box of junk and remove himself from the front of the store.

Not much to see there, so I went into the store and purchased the breasts of a fried up bird. When I walked out of the store, the cop & bum were gone....or so I thought. As I turned the corner, making my way back to the pizza joint, I saw "Hagrid" arguing with a much older & thinner bum....let's call him "Slim" .

Slim had a Jack-O-Lantern's smile and was squatting on his haunches, while Hagrid was yelling at him to keep his mouth shut. Slim suddenly got the urge to take a dump, so he pulled his sweat pants down while squatting.

This was starting to get good...I stood on the corner watching the live entertainment. I was hoping that Slim was going to crap and then throw it at Hagrid...you know, like they do in prison.

But Slim was feeling a little constipated so no poo [Damn!]... Hagrid started to yell at Slim to pull up his pants and told him that "no one wants to see his pasty white ass". Slim came back with "Oh, you're such a big man aren't you?...whatchu gonna do big man?"

The Big Man stood directly in front of Slim and started to grab at his waistband and said: "I'll show you how big of a man I am".... I said a silent prayer to the little baby Jebus: "please let him be hung make him keep his junk to himself"...and that prayer was answered.

Instead of showing Slim how big he was, Hagrid reached for a shopping cart (that belonged to Slim), picked it up like it was made of straw and tossed it down the sidewalk....all of Slim's worldly possessions went flying & ended up scattered down the sidewalk.

Ooooh Child, this pissed Slim off big time....he stood up, ass still hanging out (I swear !) and verbally assaulted Hagrid with everything he had.

At this point, the Pizza Hut cashier motioned to me that my overpriced/overcooked pasta was ready. When I drove off, I noticed that Hagrid was standing against the side of the store talking to himself...but where was Slim and how'd he get all of his junk picked up so quickly?

I did notice that there was a large trash bin nearby and Hagrid was one strong S-O-B...just saying!

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Long Beach Arts District

I had a fantastic time this weekend, with my Boo. Here are some pics I took of us walking around the Arts District area of Long Beach...a great little area filled with funky art galleries, skater clothing shops and the occasional bum.

The Birthday Boy

A painted electric circuit box

The House of Hayden - my fave straight bar in L.B.

...and then we got our drink on, but some of us can't really hold our liquor!

Happy Birthday Paul!

Happy B-day, Baby!

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Cuarenta

I was tagged by my favorite Irish-Man-Living-in-England, Mark, over at Planet Romach, to disclose the following information.

1. Do you like Blue cheese? Only in really small, crumbled portions.

2. Have you ever smoked? Never...but I do enjoy a nice smoked salmon.

3. Do you own a gun? I am often asked: "Is that a gun in your pocket, or are you just happy to see me"...and my response is: "the only gun I own is a staple gun, and I left that at home".

4. What flavor Kool Aid was your favorite? Cherry.

5. Do you get nervous before doctor appointments? Only if it's for a full physical exam...then I get nervous that I might get a little "excited" during the part of the exam where my pants are around my ankles...I think that's technically called "paying the bill".

6. What do you think of hot dogs? They're best when they have a slice or three of crispy bacon wrapped around the weiner...yum!

7. Favorite Christmas movie? "It's a Wonderful Life"...I HAVE to watch that every Christmas.

8. What do you prefer to drink in the morning? Tea, Earl Grey (just like Mark), but with sugar...oh, and hold the cream.

9. Can you do push ups? Yes, but not that many at the moment.....sigh.

10. What’s your favorite piece of jewelry? A titanium ring that Paul gave me...LOVE it!

11. Favorite hobby? Scrapbooking....just kidding...don't really have any hobbies, but I do enjoy playing video games, whenever I have the time.

12. Do you have A.D.D.? Stupid people cause me to lose interest quickly...so I may have been accused of having A.D.D (on many occasions)....especially where I work.

13. Do you wear glasses/contacts? Glasses...and I feel so exposed & vulnerable when I'm not wearing them.

14. Middle names? Luscious....oops, I mean "Lee".

15. Name 3 thoughts at this exact moment? cantaloupe, London, cell-phone

16. Name 3 drinks you regularly drink? Water, Tea, Wine.

17. Current worry? I think I left the iron on!

18. Current hate right now? That my clothes keep shrinking.

19. Favorite place to be? On an airplane (1st class please) flying to somewhere I've never been.

20. How did you bring in the New Year? On my back, with my feet pointing to baby Jebus, while I was...oops...that was later... I was actually with friends when the clock struck 12:00, planting a wet one on my Boo.

21. Where would you like to go? Rome, Italy...to see all of those architectural masterpieces.

22. Name three people who will complete this? Paul (because he hasn't written a post on his blog in ages)....Big Daddy (my on-line hubby)....and Joe (my East Coast Concubine).

23. Do you own slippers? I was really into Chinese slippers back in the 80's, but these days, I'm not really a fan of slippers ...they make me feets sweat!

24. What shirt are you wearing? A button down shirt from The Gap...corporate wear...ugh!

25. Where will you be spending Christmas? At my house with my parents, siblings & daughters, with a giant smile on my face.

26. Can you whistle? I can make whistle sounds, but can't whistle a tune.

27. Favorite color? Blue.

28. Would you be a pirate? Never...the working conditions are way too filthy for my delicate disposition.

29. What songs do you sing in the shower? Usually it's all about Christian Hymns in the shower, but this morning I sang a song that I haven't heard/sang in ages: "That's The Way" by Culture Club.

30. Favorite Girl’s Name? Aquanetta

31. Favorite Boy’s name? Coolio

32. What’s in your pocket right now? Lint

33. Last thing that made you laugh? Me, trying to do push ups.

35. Worst injury you’ve ever had? When I was a wee lad (around 7 yrs old), my sister was riding me around on her bike's handlebars... in a construction site...she lost control on the bumpy asphalt & we crashed....my forehead slammed into a sharp piece of broken concrete...I needed stitches to close the cut, but no brain damage....I think.

36. Do you love where you live? Love the area, but I think I'm starting to fall out of love with my house...I need a bigger place.

37. How many TVs do you have in your house? Two.

38. Name 3 other words for penis: Wang, Schlong, Chorizo.

39. Name 3 other words for vagina: Gash, Vajayjay, Stink-Hole.

40. Name 3 other words for Tits: Teats, Jugs, Chest-Pillows

Tecktonik

Lately, I've been shaking my groove thang to the following song...it's "A Cause de Garcons" by Yelle and the dancers in the video are dancing Tecktonik style.

Tecktonik is a form of dance that's basically a blend of hip-hop, techno, glow sticking, and Vogueing. It started in the dance clubs of Paris, around the year 2000. Metropolis is the dance club that's often cited as the birthplace.

When I was in Paris this past May, I actually saw a group of kids Tecktonik dancing in a plaza (battling each other), but I thought that they were just "butch" Vogueing...me so ignorant!

I hear that some 50 year-old pop star (with scary looking hands), who just kicked off her tour, is actually Tecktonik dancing to one of her songs...my guess is either "Nobody Knows Me" or a revamped version (again) of "Vogue".

Oh, and I've been Tecktonik dancing for years, but never knew it...all it takes is a few drinky-drinks in me and I start to get my Drunk Crunk Tecktonik on.

Hey Baby...Hey Baby...Hey!

Congrats to Gwen Stefani & hubby Gavin Rossdale... Gwen gave birth yesterday afternoon to an 8 pounds - 5 ounce baby boy....this makes baby #2 for Gwen.

Oh, and the name they chose?....prepare yourselves....

Zuma Nesta Rock Rossdale

Can't you just hear the name calling/teasing already from his future classmates?

For Christmas, I totally want the non-gay action figure below of the Harajuku girl with the side fro....ok, ok, dammit...I want the entire set!

Creepy

My love for Homer J Simpson is real and it's deep, but this Photoshop'd pic is scaring the love right out of me.

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I Know Your Face....(Not)

Normally, if I eat breakfast, I'll pass on lunch....not just because I'm cheap, but mainly because I'm still full by the time lunch hour comes 'round. I really don't eat that much during the day...

[Internal voice screams]: then why are you such a fatty?

[I scream back (internally)]: I'm not fat, I'm unfit...and my pant's waist band cuts into me, because I'm a late night snacker/plate licker who has become strangers with the gym.

Anyhoo...this morning's breakfast was a little whimpy (2 scrambled eggs & 2 slices of bacon), so by noon, I was feeling a little peckish. So much so, that I ventured out to the local mall, to get me some chicken kebabs at the Greek place.

Whilst waiting for my order of kebabs, a woman came up to me and said: "Chris...?....Chris [last name] is that you?

I couldn't tell you who this woman was, if my life depended on it. I hate it when someone from my past recognizes me and I don't recognize them back.

So, to stall for time & search my mind for who this woman could possibly be, I responded with: "maybe...does Chris owe you money?"

We both fake laughed at this point and I gave up on guessing who she was. I came clean and told her that I was sorry, but I have such a poor memory that I really had no clue who she was. She told me her name was Vicky and that we used to work together at a bank in the early 90's....I still had no clue...even when she started to drop names. To be fair (to me that is), we worked for a bank, but it was in a department that was sort of back office, with about 80 other people in the same room.

I still don't know who she is, but I got tired of her trying to jog my memory by saying things like: "well...do you remember the one time when...",.. or: "we used to go to lunch with so-and-so....", etc, etc, etc...so I lied (my order was up & I wanted her out of my face & the chicken all up in it) and said "oh yes...of course...how are you Vicky?" I have no idea who any of the people were that she mentioned or any of the memories that she brought up either....sorry Vic.

We chatted for a few minutes more & quickly caught up...she seems like a really nice lady, and I really do wish I remembered who she was.

Oh, Vicky is a Born Again Christian and was sweet enough to invite me to her church... hmmm... maybe I should go...with my boyfriend.

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Gay Games 2008

Who knew that the Summer Olympics were soooo gay?...and here I've been wasting my time watching beach volleyball and the swimming events.

Whatchu Lookin At?

Driving in to work today, I had an interesting encounter with a bus driver.

Picture this:

Me...[looking fabulous]...driving down 7th Street, heading for the 605 Freeway while singing along to Moloko's "Sing it Back" [and I was singing it back to Ms. Roisin Murphy]...and that's about the time I started to get a creepy feeling...like I was being watched.

Sure enough...when I looked to my right, I saw this bus driver looking at me, with a sour look on his face and shaking his head at me...in disgust.

Huh?....What was that all about?!

Just as I was about to show him what my middle finger looks like, he made a right-hand turn.

I spent the remainder of the drive in to work obsessing over what caused the bus driver to look at me like that.

--- Was it my singing? [couldn't be...the windows were rolled up]...
--- Was it my finger snapping/chicken neck bopping? [possibly, but I was being discreet]...
--- Was it the hole in my sock? [no, that's just ridiculous]...
--- Did he hear/smell my fart(s)? [no, again, the windows were rolled up]...
--- Was he jealous of my kick-ass side burns? [most likely].

Hmmm....the mystery continues, but for now, I'm claiming mistaken identity.



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