Dan already started writing this blog but quit in the middle of it because he needs everything he writes to be perfect. So he's handing it off to your friend Sean because he knows he is a capable, handsome leader with excellent hygiene and really nice shins. But little does he know that having a pair of highly touchable shins does not translate into good blog writing. I am having a very difficult time figuring out what to write. I'm not feeling this right now. I feel like I should just come back to it later, but I have to write this right now. I HAVE TO. Because all of our loved ones are wondering what's happening with us and we need to let them know we're all safe and sound! So you realize how important all of this is. And on top of all that responsibility, I have to make it entertaining to read! So far, I don't think it's going too well. Let me read what I've written and I'll let you know what to expect ... OK, no worries guys! I'm a genius. I have no doubts that you will enjoy the rest of this post because I wrote it and obviously anything I write is going to be pure gold.
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OK, I just tried to build myself up there to hopefully squeeze some creativity but nothing came out. I failed. I'm a loser. I apologize to our readers, but I don't think I can do this right now. Gimmie a couple hours and I'll try again. I sorry.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
DAY UNO - Grad Night w/ The Fam
Hey yo, what up b?! (hello all, salutations!) Welcome to the first installment of the new travel buddy!! Since i've already written it, and have now decided to write a better intro, i can say with confidence that this one is not really funny or interesting. But if you think yer so smart, write something funny yourself (in our comments please. i can't be bothered to read other people's things). So!! Tour!! These drives take forever! so long that i've been toying with the idea of correcting grammar, capitalization and the like but...no. I can if i want to though, Mom, promise.
We're currently parked at a competitively priced gas station about 60 miles outside of phoenix, but since that's just as boring to talk about as it is to experience, let's revisit what Sean is insisting was the actual first show of the tour, titled Grad Night W/ The Fam. Incidentally "The Family" is a fantastic band, but that's neither here nor there. Uuummm, Roundabout 4 oclock, Lee and yer boy Dan here, were just a printin the afternoon away, pleased as punch at the latest batch of Burger swag. We made shirts and record totes and laid dat kustom stuff on leelee's hoodie. It was all cool all chillin with Justin Creep, Jacquie an Margot (IE!) n just printing n gabbing whatnot, you know. But yeah, that's what we did an then it was time to go. Sorry this is taking so long to type, Lee is freestyling right now and it's frakkin me up. So we got to the mansion and the cops had beat us there and kids were drinkin in the street but it's those hill's up in fullerton so you know....
...anyway, Matt's house was about 3 miles up this driveway, but it was totally worth it. Mom was beaming with pride and it was all graduationny and warm. We got introduced to enough of the family to make me ferget their names. sorry. They were extrremely kind. Hey! Have you heard that Millennium album? (whistle)! it's a good'n. Back to the show. Everyone was very nice to us so we blushed and got shy, I'm sure. We played in the living room and it got pretty wild, considering the living room. I hope we didn't mess anything up. We played a real quick set, sharing equipment with audacity, who did the same. It was alot of fun, everyone was singing along to everything. To me, that's fun, to me. We're currently following a cop and it's scary just cuz, ok? we ain't from around these parts...after the show it was late and this beautiful house was filled up with all these kids so Matt's Mom kicked everyone out as politely as i've ever seen anyone do. I was amazed it even worked! She just walked around apologizing and the seas parted. After that it was time to fold the laundry I'd left on the bed to make sure it would be put away before i went to sleep. Then, after flossing carefully and brushing my teeth in considered horizontal, vertical, and circular scrubbing patterns, i moved Elenore to the other side of the bed and crawled in. She mewed at me and moved to the down comforter on the floor, which is too warm for me to sleep under these days. Bored yet? I am.
Tonite we play in Tuscon with our friends the swing ding amigos, polka madre and of course, audacity. I can't wait...
We're currently parked at a competitively priced gas station about 60 miles outside of phoenix, but since that's just as boring to talk about as it is to experience, let's revisit what Sean is insisting was the actual first show of the tour, titled Grad Night W/ The Fam. Incidentally "The Family" is a fantastic band, but that's neither here nor there. Uuummm, Roundabout 4 oclock, Lee and yer boy Dan here, were just a printin the afternoon away, pleased as punch at the latest batch of Burger swag. We made shirts and record totes and laid dat kustom stuff on leelee's hoodie. It was all cool all chillin with Justin Creep, Jacquie an Margot (IE!) n just printing n gabbing whatnot, you know. But yeah, that's what we did an then it was time to go. Sorry this is taking so long to type, Lee is freestyling right now and it's frakkin me up. So we got to the mansion and the cops had beat us there and kids were drinkin in the street but it's those hill's up in fullerton so you know....
...anyway, Matt's house was about 3 miles up this driveway, but it was totally worth it. Mom was beaming with pride and it was all graduationny and warm. We got introduced to enough of the family to make me ferget their names. sorry. They were extrremely kind. Hey! Have you heard that Millennium album? (whistle)! it's a good'n. Back to the show. Everyone was very nice to us so we blushed and got shy, I'm sure. We played in the living room and it got pretty wild, considering the living room. I hope we didn't mess anything up. We played a real quick set, sharing equipment with audacity, who did the same. It was alot of fun, everyone was singing along to everything. To me, that's fun, to me. We're currently following a cop and it's scary just cuz, ok? we ain't from around these parts...after the show it was late and this beautiful house was filled up with all these kids so Matt's Mom kicked everyone out as politely as i've ever seen anyone do. I was amazed it even worked! She just walked around apologizing and the seas parted. After that it was time to fold the laundry I'd left on the bed to make sure it would be put away before i went to sleep. Then, after flossing carefully and brushing my teeth in considered horizontal, vertical, and circular scrubbing patterns, i moved Elenore to the other side of the bed and crawled in. She mewed at me and moved to the down comforter on the floor, which is too warm for me to sleep under these days. Bored yet? I am.
Tonite we play in Tuscon with our friends the swing ding amigos, polka madre and of course, audacity. I can't wait...
Sunday, December 23, 2007
wookena woorioa
so...funny time! ha ha ha!! we are on our way home from a lovely weekend spent with our friends up north there in the bay area. little tony (Antonio Marco Santos) just spoke from the back seat, reminding me that he came with. sean is reading this as i type and it's making me nervous, and want to write better (funnier). he says it should. also along for the ride home are Alana and Kathy, whom you all know from the pinks/fevers etc.
we left friday afternoon after lagging like always, so we missed the last gasp christmas party, which we heard was cool. oops. we came real close to forgetting tony and sat in traffic for two hours before getting out of LA. next stop in n out then i woke up to us being kinda lost in san francisco. there was a road closed or something so i'm all like "yo marty, chill these fools out an tell'em where they be." an he's all "ok turn right." we got there a little before the show started and found out how little Buzzer are, raising our hopes that little tony (Antonio Marco Santos) could weasel his underage lil self in there. and it worked! the front door guy passed the buck to the inside door girl, who was kinda like "well, ya got this far". we had a drink with some familiar faces and spotted a bunch more coming in.san francisco rules like that, son! up first were Buzzer, which is andy from the cuts and time flies (who are both awesome as you undoubtedly know already, being the savvy gent you are) with two little children on drums and bass. they play well (it was their first show) and are ridiculously good looking. the drummer stared out at the crowd never blinking, and when he'd get to you you had to look somewhere else, it was too much. someone kept yelling "punk band!" at them. then the lights came on and i found fifty cents on the ground, kaching! then when we set up there were burned copies of metallica and somethin else i don't remember. they stayed where they were. when we played it was cool! we laughed and sang and danced along with everybody. hooray! then i bought a drink and the bartender made a good one. hooray! devon williams was up next and i don't think he had a good time but i enjoyed it. outside i started to tease him about not playing the party in oakland the next day but he wasn't havin it so i stopped right quick. they got some hit's though, boy! buy what you can find! we're listening to the violinny one right now, it's lovely. sean totally just criticized me for writing too much! he's like "my, we did alot of stuff that day."! then i got all defensive an he's all "i'm not critisizing you or anything, here let me save it in case anything bad happens." but he saw me suspiciously eyeing his fingers so he couldn't erase it, ha! then we went to sleep.
Alright Danny boy! You had your fun, it's time to scooch on over and let Sean the College Graduate take over. I'm like the headliner of this blog; my name would be at the top of the marquee on this one. That's a lot of responsibility, you know? I have to finish this, but I have to do it better than Dan. I hope I'm not building this up too much, I hope I'm not crushed under the weight of this tremendous responsibility bestowed upon me! Let's find out...
I awoke on the cold, hardwood floor of Laurel's house. My back hurt, my bones ached and I painfully maneuvered myself to an upright position to see our little friend Tony's sleepy eyes staring back at me. He looked well rested. That's probably because he slept in a bed. With sheets. And a pillow. I hope you enjoyed it Tony. You obviously deserved it when you drove us up there and played a show...oh wait, no you didn't. You just slept the whole ride. Good on you Tony. Good. On. You.
Well, we woke up, milled about the house, brushed our teeth and made ourselves presentable for the outside world. We hoofed it to Lois the Pie Queen for breakfast (because we love them). They are our "special friends." They gave us a card that said so. Our waitress either really liked us or was playing us for fools because she kept giving us "the look". There was much blushing at the table and then she touched my arm! Lee was jealous. Our breakfast was so very delicious, I got french toast with fresh strawberries. Lee was jealous.
We walked to Tina's house after we had our fill of Lois the Pie Queen. We were going to leave her a note instead of showing up unannounced, but then we heard Elvis Costello blasting from her house so we went up and gave the door a knock. She answered but said she had to go to work so we gave her the card anyway and then went back to Laurel's house to use the bathroom. Good times. We drove to Ameoba in Berkeley to maybe find some Christmas presents, but I just ended up getting some stuff for myself (sorry family!). I got The Vipers, which looked cool and we think they were on the Children of Nuggets compilations, Don and the Good Times, which looked gummy and Guided by Voices' Bee Thousand album. I recently got into Rob Pollard and all of his stuff...it's so good! Lee got an awesome Status Quo box set of their Pye years. $12 for 3 CDs, can't beat it! We went to Tina's shop "Down at Lu Lu's" after that and hung around for a bit. Dan bought a Traditional Fools 7". He also bought a Cyndi Lauper trading card pack and we were joined by a homeless person on our way to the Smokehouse hamburger joint and Dan showed him his cards to which he started singing "Bums just wanna have fun fun!" It was really, really fun in a bummy kind of way. We ate at the Smokehouse (yum) and then headed back to Laurel's house where we spent the next 4 hours watching Mystery Science Theatre 3000 DVDs with Benny the Roommate (who was awesome). We watched Time Chasers, Legend of Boggy Creek 2 and a part of Merlin's Shop of Mystical Wonders (Merlin is creepy, yo!). Benny and I were the only ones awake by the fourth hour. So nuts to everybody else. At 9pm we went to the show at Carlos' house. It was the total opposite of a really depressing shitty time! So much fun! Lots of friends showed up! That night we were playing with NoBunny (who we love very much) and The Rantouls (who we love even more! (sorry NoBunny))! We've been looking forward to it for a very long time, and for good reason! It was happiness personified! Lots of kids packed into a tiny room blasting forth with good music! NoBunny played first and ruled! Rantouls followed him with a healthy dose of awesomeness and we played last! We played our new songs and kids were singing along (not to the new songs, dummy!) and dancing and having a good time. We were scrunched in this little corner with a giant "D" and a picture of Twilley and Seymour taped to it. I'm glad they were there for the show. I'm also glad Brian Hermasillo, Alana and Kathy were able to drive up that day to come to the party and have a good time! So we hung out for a little bit after the show, met Brian Glaze who was funny (and on drugs) and then there was the puddle at the party. But this was no ordinary puddle, no. This was an evil puddle. It would just sit there and wait for drunk people to fall in. Many did, I saved Dan's life as he was about to take a step backwards into it. Alana stepped in it. Someone peed in the puddle, but don't tell her because that's gross. We went home around 2:30 and I fell asleep on the couch. Tony slept in the bed again. Nice.
we left friday afternoon after lagging like always, so we missed the last gasp christmas party, which we heard was cool. oops. we came real close to forgetting tony and sat in traffic for two hours before getting out of LA. next stop in n out then i woke up to us being kinda lost in san francisco. there was a road closed or something so i'm all like "yo marty, chill these fools out an tell'em where they be." an he's all "ok turn right." we got there a little before the show started and found out how little Buzzer are, raising our hopes that little tony (Antonio Marco Santos) could weasel his underage lil self in there. and it worked! the front door guy passed the buck to the inside door girl, who was kinda like "well, ya got this far". we had a drink with some familiar faces and spotted a bunch more coming in.san francisco rules like that, son! up first were Buzzer, which is andy from the cuts and time flies (who are both awesome as you undoubtedly know already, being the savvy gent you are) with two little children on drums and bass. they play well (it was their first show) and are ridiculously good looking. the drummer stared out at the crowd never blinking, and when he'd get to you you had to look somewhere else, it was too much. someone kept yelling "punk band!" at them. then the lights came on and i found fifty cents on the ground, kaching! then when we set up there were burned copies of metallica and somethin else i don't remember. they stayed where they were. when we played it was cool! we laughed and sang and danced along with everybody. hooray! then i bought a drink and the bartender made a good one. hooray! devon williams was up next and i don't think he had a good time but i enjoyed it. outside i started to tease him about not playing the party in oakland the next day but he wasn't havin it so i stopped right quick. they got some hit's though, boy! buy what you can find! we're listening to the violinny one right now, it's lovely. sean totally just criticized me for writing too much! he's like "my, we did alot of stuff that day."! then i got all defensive an he's all "i'm not critisizing you or anything, here let me save it in case anything bad happens." but he saw me suspiciously eyeing his fingers so he couldn't erase it, ha! then we went to sleep.
Alright Danny boy! You had your fun, it's time to scooch on over and let Sean the College Graduate take over. I'm like the headliner of this blog; my name would be at the top of the marquee on this one. That's a lot of responsibility, you know? I have to finish this, but I have to do it better than Dan. I hope I'm not building this up too much, I hope I'm not crushed under the weight of this tremendous responsibility bestowed upon me! Let's find out...
I awoke on the cold, hardwood floor of Laurel's house. My back hurt, my bones ached and I painfully maneuvered myself to an upright position to see our little friend Tony's sleepy eyes staring back at me. He looked well rested. That's probably because he slept in a bed. With sheets. And a pillow. I hope you enjoyed it Tony. You obviously deserved it when you drove us up there and played a show...oh wait, no you didn't. You just slept the whole ride. Good on you Tony. Good. On. You.
Well, we woke up, milled about the house, brushed our teeth and made ourselves presentable for the outside world. We hoofed it to Lois the Pie Queen for breakfast (because we love them). They are our "special friends." They gave us a card that said so. Our waitress either really liked us or was playing us for fools because she kept giving us "the look". There was much blushing at the table and then she touched my arm! Lee was jealous. Our breakfast was so very delicious, I got french toast with fresh strawberries. Lee was jealous.
We walked to Tina's house after we had our fill of Lois the Pie Queen. We were going to leave her a note instead of showing up unannounced, but then we heard Elvis Costello blasting from her house so we went up and gave the door a knock. She answered but said she had to go to work so we gave her the card anyway and then went back to Laurel's house to use the bathroom. Good times. We drove to Ameoba in Berkeley to maybe find some Christmas presents, but I just ended up getting some stuff for myself (sorry family!). I got The Vipers, which looked cool and we think they were on the Children of Nuggets compilations, Don and the Good Times, which looked gummy and Guided by Voices' Bee Thousand album. I recently got into Rob Pollard and all of his stuff...it's so good! Lee got an awesome Status Quo box set of their Pye years. $12 for 3 CDs, can't beat it! We went to Tina's shop "Down at Lu Lu's" after that and hung around for a bit. Dan bought a Traditional Fools 7". He also bought a Cyndi Lauper trading card pack and we were joined by a homeless person on our way to the Smokehouse hamburger joint and Dan showed him his cards to which he started singing "Bums just wanna have fun fun!" It was really, really fun in a bummy kind of way. We ate at the Smokehouse (yum) and then headed back to Laurel's house where we spent the next 4 hours watching Mystery Science Theatre 3000 DVDs with Benny the Roommate (who was awesome). We watched Time Chasers, Legend of Boggy Creek 2 and a part of Merlin's Shop of Mystical Wonders (Merlin is creepy, yo!). Benny and I were the only ones awake by the fourth hour. So nuts to everybody else. At 9pm we went to the show at Carlos' house. It was the total opposite of a really depressing shitty time! So much fun! Lots of friends showed up! That night we were playing with NoBunny (who we love very much) and The Rantouls (who we love even more! (sorry NoBunny))! We've been looking forward to it for a very long time, and for good reason! It was happiness personified! Lots of kids packed into a tiny room blasting forth with good music! NoBunny played first and ruled! Rantouls followed him with a healthy dose of awesomeness and we played last! We played our new songs and kids were singing along (not to the new songs, dummy!) and dancing and having a good time. We were scrunched in this little corner with a giant "D" and a picture of Twilley and Seymour taped to it. I'm glad they were there for the show. I'm also glad Brian Hermasillo, Alana and Kathy were able to drive up that day to come to the party and have a good time! So we hung out for a little bit after the show, met Brian Glaze who was funny (and on drugs) and then there was the puddle at the party. But this was no ordinary puddle, no. This was an evil puddle. It would just sit there and wait for drunk people to fall in. Many did, I saved Dan's life as he was about to take a step backwards into it. Alana stepped in it. Someone peed in the puddle, but don't tell her because that's gross. We went home around 2:30 and I fell asleep on the couch. Tony slept in the bed again. Nice.
Friday, April 13, 2007
notes from the road...day fortytwo
tucsoooooooon! alexxxxxxxx! hungieeeee! almost home and almost to in-n-outttttt!!!
before heading out of town, we ate at cheap and yummy mexican resuraunt. they had a salsa bar with grilled onions and chile peppers. lee and i were sure we were in heaven. dan and i ate chirizo burritos and lee ordered a lousy burrito that he did not finish. also, we drove by an old church lee wanted to check out. i told him it was only a year or two old and my dad helped build it, which made him mad in a comical way. pushing buttons is fun sometimes. the drive from nm to tuscon wasnt too bad. on the way, i remember trying to make out objects in the clouds cuz the day was so pretty, but not much more than that. boring. sorry.
we arrived in an extremely windy tuscon around one in the afternoon. guess what our first stop was? a record store! yay!! sean bought a resonars record and lee and dan both bought dollar tapes. mc5 and christian death fer a buck! double yay!! of course pizza was next. the place we ate at offers a discount if its a fullmoon that night. it wasnt. spring has unsheathed all them pretty womens from their winter coats. this means lots of poking to my side from lee and lots of drool from us all. if anyone says they weren't don't listen to 'em, they are lying.
after foods, sean started downloading the new lost episode. it was gonna be a half hour or so, so dan and i walked the tucson strip fer a bit. it was too windy even with my new haircut. imma shave it all when i get home and show the wind whats up. Dan noticed a few USA/WPA writings in the sidewalks which he says were made when theodore roosevelt instituted the "the new deal." im looking it up now. "...state and national reform legislation introduced in the Progressive era." so there is more out there than records with music on 'em huh? history!
We came back, watched a good episode of lost, then headed over to the club. it was closed and everyone was hungie again. we proceeded to wander the area looking fer somethin to eat and could only find a subway. bah. after a sammich and some suprisingly delicious chocolate chip/m&m cookies, we walked back to the club. still closed! we met some other band and a bum who ended up being terribly angry at the world for not giving him a hambuger. the club eventually opened and we loaded in. i called my mum and let her know i would prolly not be able to come that night for we would be playing so late and nobody wanted to drive six hours afterwards. sorry mom : (
the okmoniks and sharkpants peeps showed up and we greeted whilst pulp fiction was on the tube. that movie was so entertaining to watch without sound. me likey.
we played a pretty swell last show. people cheered at the sound of a 1910 song and wanted us to play indian giver. we didnt. umm afterwards i jumped in the van, changed and called the prettiest little thing on the tellie. from what i hear there was a lot of hatred directed towards the band that played last. a white girl and and guy from florida who "rapped" about "feelings" and "drugs" or something. everyone looked like they had been socked in the face when i asked 'em about the band. but seriously, watch pulp fiction without sound and the subtitles on. i was laughing a bunch.
so that pretty much ends our tour of love. we woke up this morning, showered, played super smash bros., and said goodbye to the okmoniks who let us sleep over. its been amazing, kooky, and amazingly kooky. thanks to everyone who helped us out with houses to sleep at, shows booked, underwear thrown on stage (i wish), drinks purchased, laughs, giggles, directions, and fun times. we appreciate everything and love you all. see you at disneyland!
xoxoxoxoxoxo thee makeout party!!!!
before heading out of town, we ate at cheap and yummy mexican resuraunt. they had a salsa bar with grilled onions and chile peppers. lee and i were sure we were in heaven. dan and i ate chirizo burritos and lee ordered a lousy burrito that he did not finish. also, we drove by an old church lee wanted to check out. i told him it was only a year or two old and my dad helped build it, which made him mad in a comical way. pushing buttons is fun sometimes. the drive from nm to tuscon wasnt too bad. on the way, i remember trying to make out objects in the clouds cuz the day was so pretty, but not much more than that. boring. sorry.
we arrived in an extremely windy tuscon around one in the afternoon. guess what our first stop was? a record store! yay!! sean bought a resonars record and lee and dan both bought dollar tapes. mc5 and christian death fer a buck! double yay!! of course pizza was next. the place we ate at offers a discount if its a fullmoon that night. it wasnt. spring has unsheathed all them pretty womens from their winter coats. this means lots of poking to my side from lee and lots of drool from us all. if anyone says they weren't don't listen to 'em, they are lying.
after foods, sean started downloading the new lost episode. it was gonna be a half hour or so, so dan and i walked the tucson strip fer a bit. it was too windy even with my new haircut. imma shave it all when i get home and show the wind whats up. Dan noticed a few USA/WPA writings in the sidewalks which he says were made when theodore roosevelt instituted the "the new deal." im looking it up now. "...state and national reform legislation introduced in the Progressive era." so there is more out there than records with music on 'em huh? history!
We came back, watched a good episode of lost, then headed over to the club. it was closed and everyone was hungie again. we proceeded to wander the area looking fer somethin to eat and could only find a subway. bah. after a sammich and some suprisingly delicious chocolate chip/m&m cookies, we walked back to the club. still closed! we met some other band and a bum who ended up being terribly angry at the world for not giving him a hambuger. the club eventually opened and we loaded in. i called my mum and let her know i would prolly not be able to come that night for we would be playing so late and nobody wanted to drive six hours afterwards. sorry mom : (
the okmoniks and sharkpants peeps showed up and we greeted whilst pulp fiction was on the tube. that movie was so entertaining to watch without sound. me likey.
we played a pretty swell last show. people cheered at the sound of a 1910 song and wanted us to play indian giver. we didnt. umm afterwards i jumped in the van, changed and called the prettiest little thing on the tellie. from what i hear there was a lot of hatred directed towards the band that played last. a white girl and and guy from florida who "rapped" about "feelings" and "drugs" or something. everyone looked like they had been socked in the face when i asked 'em about the band. but seriously, watch pulp fiction without sound and the subtitles on. i was laughing a bunch.
so that pretty much ends our tour of love. we woke up this morning, showered, played super smash bros., and said goodbye to the okmoniks who let us sleep over. its been amazing, kooky, and amazingly kooky. thanks to everyone who helped us out with houses to sleep at, shows booked, underwear thrown on stage (i wish), drinks purchased, laughs, giggles, directions, and fun times. we appreciate everything and love you all. see you at disneyland!
xoxoxoxoxoxo thee makeout party!!!!
notes from the road...day fortyone
all the way from the back o' the van - alex!
i'm confused and dan's last post isnt helping. he tried, but lee has pounded my tiny brain into oblivion with blog mixups. so we drove from denvy to new mexico-y. i remember it being pretty dang long. lee says, "it was beautiful too." he is right. the mountains in denver, when covered with some snow, are quite a site to be seen. unlike those others sites which should be heard...i dont like that previous sentence i wrote. bah. umm. anyways! the new mexico sky was amazing at night, its like one of those light-brites or whatever. tons of stars that make little ole me feel even smaller. like one of those tiny ants or whatever. if i were on stage telling this stuff, im pretty sure i would have tomatoes in my hair.
well, as soon as we were a mile or so away, we became lost. im not sure why it happens so much, but it does. we stopped at a gas station and i jumped outta the seat to get directions and/or an address. while waiting for the man moppiing to come my way (i was told not to go on the wet floor that night) a trailer-park-trash-scaring -me-weirdo asked me, "are you in the movies??" "hey! are you in the movies!?" so i replied, "nope." he then asked if i was a skateboarder or something. To many, i suppose, i look a lot like the guys from dogtown. ironically, i cannot skate for jack. so i gots the address, we mapquested some more and eventually found our way after many u-turns and finger pointing the correct way. So we located "the Farm" which was a great yet completely trashy house owned by a bunch of kids. they had foosball table and dan was extra excited. We loaded in, played, and ten or so kids started dancing and havin a merry time. Oh yeah, for some reason, tons of nm kids love batman and seans batman shirt.
im not sure i like jack lee's solo record too much. its kinda boring. but, prolly better than anything i've ever done, so whatcha gonna do? allll right. so before we loaded out, and before i could put a dry shirt on, dan wanted to get his foosball skills in everyones face. turns out, the two kids that were hanging around the table are insanely good and made dan and myself look like...well, look like a bunch of shitty foosball players. SUPPOSEDLY, dan won a game later on, but its hard to imagine, those guys were kickin' ass. I felt like being home and not in some gross, smokey nm house, so i played one more game of foosball (against dan, which i lost) then jumped in the van for a stinky sleep. i need more showers on tour everyone. Dan says after we went to bed and the ladies left home, the talk turned to perversion. im not gonna go into detail cuz you all know what happens when a bunch of 18 year old boys talk about girls. and that was about it i believe. see you tomorrow, pals.
i'm confused and dan's last post isnt helping. he tried, but lee has pounded my tiny brain into oblivion with blog mixups. so we drove from denvy to new mexico-y. i remember it being pretty dang long. lee says, "it was beautiful too." he is right. the mountains in denver, when covered with some snow, are quite a site to be seen. unlike those others sites which should be heard...i dont like that previous sentence i wrote. bah. umm. anyways! the new mexico sky was amazing at night, its like one of those light-brites or whatever. tons of stars that make little ole me feel even smaller. like one of those tiny ants or whatever. if i were on stage telling this stuff, im pretty sure i would have tomatoes in my hair.
well, as soon as we were a mile or so away, we became lost. im not sure why it happens so much, but it does. we stopped at a gas station and i jumped outta the seat to get directions and/or an address. while waiting for the man moppiing to come my way (i was told not to go on the wet floor that night) a trailer-park-trash-scaring -me-weirdo asked me, "are you in the movies??" "hey! are you in the movies!?" so i replied, "nope." he then asked if i was a skateboarder or something. To many, i suppose, i look a lot like the guys from dogtown. ironically, i cannot skate for jack. so i gots the address, we mapquested some more and eventually found our way after many u-turns and finger pointing the correct way. So we located "the Farm" which was a great yet completely trashy house owned by a bunch of kids. they had foosball table and dan was extra excited. We loaded in, played, and ten or so kids started dancing and havin a merry time. Oh yeah, for some reason, tons of nm kids love batman and seans batman shirt.
im not sure i like jack lee's solo record too much. its kinda boring. but, prolly better than anything i've ever done, so whatcha gonna do? allll right. so before we loaded out, and before i could put a dry shirt on, dan wanted to get his foosball skills in everyones face. turns out, the two kids that were hanging around the table are insanely good and made dan and myself look like...well, look like a bunch of shitty foosball players. SUPPOSEDLY, dan won a game later on, but its hard to imagine, those guys were kickin' ass. I felt like being home and not in some gross, smokey nm house, so i played one more game of foosball (against dan, which i lost) then jumped in the van for a stinky sleep. i need more showers on tour everyone. Dan says after we went to bed and the ladies left home, the talk turned to perversion. im not gonna go into detail cuz you all know what happens when a bunch of 18 year old boys talk about girls. and that was about it i believe. see you tomorrow, pals.
notes from the road...day forty
actually it shouldn't cuz we drove to denver after that. it was rainy and gloomy in the morning but after an hour or three of driving it cleared up. we drove 6 hours or so and went to record stores in denver. jerry's should be called jerks. there was a nice awol one tag in the bathroom. wax trax should be called jerk's (but suckers). they had 7"s like crazy. all between fifty cents an a dollar. i got the remains, leaves, shangri-la's, t rex and there's a rumbly in my tumbly by winnie the pooh for alex. sean found a power pop box, i guess, and got the monitors. nick lowe, the flatbackers, spies and joe cool and the killer dogs or somethin like that. they thought it had a scratch so it was cheap, but it plays fine on our lil portable. neither store would knock off nothin. i wished i was a better thief. also we had nerds bubble gum which is delicious. we then scoured the streets for food because, although delicious, nerds bubble gum does not a satisfied stomach create. the chinese place had a sign out front that said$1.25 a scoop. it was one of those things you ignore because it makes no sense. then we went inside and asked for a menu. "a dollar twenty-five a scoop" they said. then it all clicked. i'm really not telling this right but it provided a strange insight into the workings of the human mind for me. i saw the sign out front. i chose to ignore it because it's content was foreign, even though the idea itself is very appealing. a dollar twenty five a scoop in a chinese place! why wouldn't i have jumped for joy upon reading the sign? was i afraid that it was too good to be true? was i denying myself conviction in my assumptions because their validity underscored my own fragile heart/ego? what was i hoping for in this mystery menu, that would trump helpings of whatever tickled my eyes, all equal to my fragile wallet? how can i stay open to new ways of selling chinese food while still holding on to my own perceptions of what and how chinese food is? why must there be set ways of packaging and purchasing these things at all? i went back an forth for an hour. and the scoops were like two huge scoops and a little more! lee went overboard immediately and then, after mocking lee's gluttony, i did the same. the food was just fine and the ambiance impeccable. for the first time in a long time, we were the least bummy people in the place. what were they talking about next to us guys? they talked about people, whined and said superman is dead. i heard them say "win or lose" and sean thinks they were talking about horse racing and people losing their bets. i enjoyed it. then we went to somewhere i dont remember, what'd we do after that sean? oh, we went to wax trax (jerks (but suckers)) AFTER dinner. then we went to the club sean? yes. i'm too embarrassed to ask sean what the club was so imma check our myspace, hold on... shoot! you can't see the old shows! ummmm...denver. good ol' denver. high altitude up there, you know. airs thinner... oh yeah! i hated that night! we played with the worst fucking band i'd ever seen! i fantasized about fighting the singer the whole time they played and i never do that anymore. i'm getting mad right now, retyping inadequately my immense hatred for them. i just might write them a letter. greenfoot, was that it sean? yeah, fucking greenfoot. the bass player looked like the guy who gets his head blown off in the beginning of history of violence. you know that creep that you hate? well this one didn't even have the decency to get his head blown off. he just played bass like every other creep in a shiny button up club shirt and baggy jeans. the singer was like an all smiles frat boy date rapist (i guess that's redundant) tom cruise who magically transformed into a creed like rock idiot with an attitude and pain in his heart. he was tryin to be tuff but he was just stiff. i kept imagining how bad his sex must be.i think i was beginning to lose it. ally always teases me fer sticking up for "crappy bands with their hearts in the right place" and this was surely not that, but still, i think i'm on the warpath now. no more more the merrier, everybody get out of the pool. completely contradicting that appraoch: our host for the night's band was just fine, thank you. they improvised bluesy slide stuff with a cheesy rock beat and had a good time doin it just like they do every tuesday. they introduced themselves as the makeout party. and introduced a cover saying they wrote it forty years ago. just like us! ryan was extremely hospitable, cooking us tuna steak and noodles with rooster sauce. i ate like a piggy and rudely went to bed straight after. somehow, after he'd gone to sleep, a guitar fell on lee's face and ryan was right there sayin "you alright, man? ya bleedin? wanna look at it?" it weirded lee out a lil bit. i'd really like to know what really happened.
notes from the road...day thirtynine
...drove a lil while to a motel and chilled out w/ sum schlitz beer and ate pizza...yummers! doodyrs watched satr trk and i spun records during commercials ! funfunfun...slept sum and drove 550 miles to las cruces er mehilla an 'ol town that used to home billy the kid and the like...lee is now done writing the blog. like he said we drove to a motel and spent the day doin nothin. everything else should be on tomorrow's.
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