lithographette’s
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Just got back from seeing TJL in New York. I won the concert. My pal Jason and I got as close as we could, then, during the first song, David Yow came galloping out and went directly into a stage dive, everybody turned towards him and I took that opportunity to get right up against the barrier. Front and center bitches. Haven't been able to wear a bra for 3 days because my ribs are so bruised...
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Tomorrow I get on a plane for New York City where I am in an art exhibition at the IPCNY and will be seeing The Jesus Lizard again on Monday. Ohhhhhhh yeeaaaaahhhhh.
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Items needed: Time machine, cloning technology, two cyborg eyes, two cyborg ears, surgical technique, dedication. Directions: Get in time machine and return to the day you were born. Clone yourself at this moment. Take each baby and scoop out one eye, replace with cyborg eye, however, put receiving module for each eye in the other baby's head. Do the same with cyborg ears. Return to present,...
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Sitting at the 'ol day job, navigating paperwork. Decided to take an internet break, came here, got the early will call info and was suddenly reminded of why god put me on this earth. TO ROCK! I totally girled out.
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A trip to Milwaukee precluded me from attending all three days of this year's fest, but I managed to get back in time for Sunday. Yes there was mud, but who cares? It didn't seem to phase most of the patrons. Many had planned ahead and wore galoshes and a few embraced it fully, simply rolling around in it until it was impossible to get any muddier, thus eliminating any worry. ...
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Fuck I am sore today. It feels like I got hit by a car or something. Oh wait, I did. Yup, some cell-phone yakking bitch in a tan sedan hit me with her car yesterday at the intersection of Guadalupe and Airport when I was riding my bike. I was in the bike lane, which is far to the right, and going straight and she just turned right into me, THEN DROVE AWAY! Didn't even stop to see if she had...
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After Sunday's Motorhead show it has been determined that I am no longer allowed to go to rock shows by myself. Yours truly requires a babysitter. The original plan was for a group of six of us to go, and one by one, for whatever random reasons, the rest dropped out. Fuck it, man, I don't need those wusses to have a good time at a concert. This lone wolf can howl plenty loud without a pack So...
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Am totally stoked to see them tonight. Was yakking about it to a boy I have a crush on, and he was all, "I don't know, I like to see new bands." and I was all, "Dude, your dissing Motorhead? My crush may have just disappeared." He backtracked, and it didn't take him long to change his mind. C'mon, Ace of Spades? Lemmy's mustache (lord knows this website's crowd is mustache friendly) How could...
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(see previous entry for context) Just a tad late, and drinking whiskey again for its somnolent effects. Teaching a class tomorrow, and had the genius idea to make my coffee now, since when I get out of bed three hours from now that task may likely be too much for my brain, and it will have achieved the ultimate drinkable temperature.
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At this very moment I sit in front of the craptastic free laptop one of my computer-nerd exes donated to me, drinking black coffee (Folgers bitches, don't forget all true artists are either old or broke.) The coffee is sooooo necessary to get me keyed up enough to go through my arm-wrestling training ruitine (tournament in a month) and then ride my bike 77 Austin blocks (Blocks in Austin,...
