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Here are some pics I took...I also got to meet the illustious Eek-a-Mouse on the balcony at the House of Blues. This guy is O.G. from back to 1979 (his first release)! I'm obviously stoked.

Here is another picture I took of Caspa, after we somehow ended up backstage while meneuvering our way from the 3rd floor rooftop to the main floor. 

A great night for the books. Heavy bass vibes!!

Tune in this Sunday at 7 PM PST for the next installment of the DANGER DUB SHOW on www.Dubplate.FM. We have a special announcement that we are very excited to share with you all. I will post the announcement here so come back in a couple of days. 

-DJ Violet Gray

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A good number of times, when I inform people how long I've been single (a couple years or so), they're usually surprised by this.  Partly because I'm not a total schmuck/creep and also because it's a long time for anyone to not have been spoken for, at least for part of the time.

They ask me why is this so.  They want to know why I don't have a girlfriend.  Some offer to fix me up with people they know.  Some claim that they know someone perfect for me, then think aloud, "Why didn't I think of this before?  You guys would be perfect!"  Obviously, these "perfect" matches fell short of such aspirations.  If I am dressed particularly sharp or if I have raised my charm levels, I can also get the "How are you still single??" from people.

I don't stress over my current situation of freedom.  I don't need to hug a pillow at night or go party like crazy trying to fill some sort of void in my life.  How?  A few of reasons:

1. I'm used to it.  I've grown accustom to my life and my schedule as an independent entity.  My schedule, for the most part, depends on solely me.  I choose where I'm going and when. 
2. It saves money.  I don't really have to explain this one.
3. [Here's the deep one for you to discover]  I've thought about it and I've come to a very telling conclusion.  It's telling about me and about my bachelorhood.  Mainly, it boils down to this:  my "type" isn't good for me.  The prototype type girls that they sell you growing up as the kind to bring home to mom just don't do it for me.  The ones that are dangerously good-looking and have the look in their eye like they can make you the happiest person in one moment and can fuck up your world in the bat of an eyelash, those are more my speed.  

So, what's the solution to this?  Basically, there are 3 options:

1. Wait it out.  - This seems to be what I'm currently doing.
2. Play with fire.  - Goodbye, sleep.  Goodbye, money.  Hello, telephone.
3. Change my type.  - Easier said than done.  Might come with time?
   

Will I change?  Will the type of girl I like tone down some?  I try to stay away from poison, but is it really my medicine?  Honestly, I don't think about it all too often.  If I happen to meet someone, or re-meet someone, and happen to like them, then that's cool; it happens.  I'm not averse to "liking" someone.  But do I have my hopes set on something happening and some sort of future together burgeoning?  I submit that I do not.  If it doesn't happen, then it wasn't the right situation at the time, or we just didn't like each other enough.  Oh well, that's how it often goes, but there's always another train pulling into the station.  (Word to Wilbon)

I'm too caught up in my daily routine and what I want/need to do.  If I worried about being single all the time, I'd probably be miserable.  I've been in relationships before, obviously.  I know the things I'm missing out on, but I also know the things I don't miss.  And, for right now, I enjoy not missing them. 

This was just to address a common question that seems to surface.

P.S. How badass is that Cameo video???  So good.