420 and Post Office Horror

I haven't done this in a while so here goes . . . Happy 420.

This is the greatest holiday of them all, as the magical 420 elves bring you lots of greeny goodness, but Santa, the Easter Bunny, and the Tooth Fairy all join forces to come together for the most vital of all reasons . . . the neverending, tireless seach for amicable munchies.


Okay, maybe 420 has gotten to me too . . .

Anywho, I'm checking out New Monsoon tomorrow night at Gypsy . . . They seem jammy, and you all know how I am about that . . . Maybe Medeski Martin and Wood on Saturday, depends on funds.

OH! SPEAKING OF!!

I gave the fucking post office the wrong address on my change of address form and just figured it out. Now I have $1800 worth of checks floating around out there and I'm broke as shit. I hate this crap, it's just very annoying.

If anyone wants to buy my a ticket to MMW . . . I will not stop you. I swear. Try me. I won't do it.

Gomez

I just rolled in from Tulsa, where I saw Robbers on High Street, Gomez and Cake.

Now, Gomez is my favorite band, hands down. Ther put on an okay show, but they were in this cavern of a basketball arena, and no one had ever heard of them . . . I hate 18 and 19 years old. With a fucking passion.

The delights of the evening were meeting up with Tom from Gomez before the show. He recognized me and Robin from Houston. He was on his way to get some shirts cleaned and stoned out of his mind.

The other delight was Robbers on High Street. I really dig this band . . . they are almost a very indie rock version of Maroon 5. They are very cool, and have my stamp of approval. Hopefully I'll see them when I'm in the city.

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I'm preparing to get the hell out of this city. I'm tired of the bullshit and the fact that nothing of merit ever occurs here. I can't wait until June, so I can meet the people I'm supposed to meet, so I can, again, get the hell out of this city.

Lakewood Block Party Tomorrow night.

Delmar and Llano? I think . . . I'll be there regardless

Love

It's remarkable what life will throw at you. A day after I get my heart broken, I sit in The Londoner in Addison, trying to figure out what would make someone, COMPLETELY smitten with another, leave that person and never speak to them again. We're working on a play that I'll be organizing a reading of shortly, and there was a character who decides to leave the one she loves, simply because it wasn't safe. We decided that this would be a bit ridiculous, although I've seen stupider reasons . . .

I have a new found philosophy . . . Stop making a big deal out of everything and just roll with it. Lucas is coming in town this evening. Game on . . .

Tonight I'll be at the Grand Opening of the new Barley House . . . not because I think it will be any good, but because I "need" to be there. I'll be expceted anyway. So, there you have it . . .

Decemberists were STUNNING. They played for 2 hours and were just amazing every second they were up there. Anyone who did not go should have . . . if they are coming to your town GO! They are greatness . . . just enough pop to be groovie, just enough indie to hold my attention . . .