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Tony Hawk is bringing his Boom Boom Huck Jam to the Xcel and - big surprise - Libby won't go. Most of the time I like my wife to be all girly and stuff, but sometimes I wish she was more like a dude. What is it about skateboarding, BMX bike jumping, and loud [bad] music that 9 out of 10 wives find so objectionable? Is it the gnarly tricks? The overpriced beer? The traffic jam caused by thousands of parents waiting to pick-up their kids after the show? Come on ladies, if you don't tell us, we'll never know.

On an appeals-to-everyone note, the new Real World started tonight. As has become standard on the show, all the dudes are chiseled-up studboys and the women are all foxes. (Does anyone say 'foxes' anymore? I'm such a dork.) Sometimes I like to close my eyes and pretend I'm on the Real World and all the doofs I work with are studboys and foxes. I really don't think it'd change my daily routine all that much. We'd still eat at the food court at the mall and spend our free time debating the merits of different persistence strategies, but instead of sitting at a desk all day, we'd have computers floating in hot tubs and every few hours somebody would cry and say they hate somebody else. So basically the hot tubs and my made for TV bod are the only real differences. Bring on the cameras!