I just got back from running miles Okay, perhaps 1.5 to 2 But I haven’t just run in about two years I bought new shoes, new pants, a new sweatshirt Figured if I spent money on the project I’d actually go through with it I haven’t hurt this much in a long time Nor felt this fantastic
It was my personal punishment for the shenanigans I pulled at the party the other night. I listened to the recording with my head in my hands and was in a piss-poor mood. I wanted to quit, so I ran. Now I want to die. Or feel like I will, anyway. In any case, I have new shoes.
Dusty and I were up at 6:00am The morning after a Goat House party is always classic Thanks to everyone for coming out Blaine and Dusty and I had a hell of a good time So did a lot of others The cops shut us down at 9:30pm They wanted us to beat the rush at Bob’s Diner
There’s nothing like a nice, luke-warm Diet Coke after drinking luke-warm Diet Pepsi for the last few days. The Beefapalooza fiasco in Topeka scheduled for Friday has been cancelled, leaving me a free Friday night in M-town and an easy, no-pressure setup for Saturday’s Day of the Goat.
Sitting here, relaxing, watching Alias, crying like a baby. I normally don’t cry at movies, much less TV shows, but I just watched the computer geek save Jennifer Garner by digging up the grave in which she was buried alive while her father watched on the overhead satellite thermal imaging feed.
I need to get out more. Actually, on second thought, “out” hasn’t been too good to me the last five nights in a row. I ended up somewhere in Kansas City/Lenexa on Friday night after Bleu, found myself at Goob’s Guzzler in Frankfort Saturday night, hit Lawrence and Topeka on Sunday night, went out with Burgess on Monday, ran into Bryn and Dawn in Fat’s last night at about 1:30pm after going out “for a few” with Rice at 9:00pm — it’s been a long time since I enjoyed a night off as much as I am right now.
3 minutes later…
Laughing my ass off. After the CPR that every computer geek knows, she woke up and said “thanks”. You have to see it, I guess.
Thanks to everyone who came out last night Thanks to Jo and Dusty, who had already paid to see Cory Morrow, for deciding to stay
Thanks for nothing. I wanted to shut down early so I could go see the rock show, but no, y’all had to make me have a damn fun show last night. See if I tell you where I’m playing next.
Just a quick reminder for any of you in the Manhattan area who happen to check the log between now and tonight…I’ll be playing at Bobby T’s, hopefully starting around 9:00pm. While I’m aware of the competition, it should be a fun show nonetheless. If nothing else, come have a few drinks with friends before you head to the cramped bar in the ‘ville.
Last Tuesday, the Religious Right of Kansas demonstrated overwhelmingly that they felt that homosexuals could do more damage to the institution of marriage than heterosexuals are already doing. While “gay marriage” is already illegal in Kansas, they felt it was important to be damn sure that civil rights would never be granted to civil unions. Just in case anyone didn’t read the news.
Personally, I think the effort and advertising dollars would have been better spent providing public counseling and assistance to troubled couples, but singer-songwriter-farmer-auctioneers don’t dictate public policy. That’s probably a good thing.
We’re still running the band naming contest. Submissions go to [email protected]. We’ll be posting the submissions sometime within the next few weeks.
The money that I had ear-marked for a new Fender Hot Rod DeVille guitar amp went to a new radiator instead. Josh Quillan still hasn’t returned my Brougham. He must have become hooked on it. I’m sure you can find him cruising to Solomon in it; hell, he might even be pulling a trailer.
I think our new name is going to be “aAr0n and the 1337 h4x0rs”. That was submitted by Captain Spectre. I’ll be posting more submissions as I feel like it.
