Sunday, March 1, 2009

New Month, New Horizons

This blog fell off a bit last month. I was able to salvage its reputation with at least one good story before it shrunk away into the ether. March is here, and with it comes a myriad of adventures, and activities.

This coming weekend, Cory and I will be traveling to Hampton, Virginia, to see three Phish shows. The first three in five years. This experience should be interesting. I'm looking forward to eating some nice seafood while on the East Coast, and will blog about that, no doubt. The opening of the long awaited film adaptation of Watchmen also happens that weekend, which is something that me and my nerdy friends have been looking forward to for quite some time.

My father's birthday is in a few weeks. He will be older. I'll probably have to hang out with him, or something obligatory like that. Fuck it, if I do it now, maybe I won't have to later on down the line when he needs to be fed, and changed. Remember our agreement, Old Man! Also, we'll be moving parts of our operation into the new addition at work, which will bring much change, and excitement.

March means SXSW here in Austin. Another year for Lewis Black to rake in cash, and bring all the hipsters out of their stylistic caves so they can compete for most ironic shirt, and best rendition of the obligatory Sid Barrett hair cut. Will the prize go to New York or L.A. this year? Last year's tight jeans and white belt champion will be on hand to judge the "Who Looks Like They Want to be Here the Least" competition at the Mohawk, sponsored by Pabst Blue Ribbon. Soon these clowns will realize that it is us who want them here the least.

April is looking bright, too. I was able to score six tickets to see Leonard Cohen at the Long Center. F'n sweet!!! The Flight of Conchords will be here in May, and Avenue Q is coming, which I hear is offensive, depraved, crude, and lewd. Sounds like something I'd love.

Mostly, I'm excited about the seasons changing, and getting out in garden. My winter garden has been subjected recently to some violation of the rodent persuasion, ultimately resulting in some necessary fence mending, and bed building. Those rat bastards. Spring and early summer veggies are some of my favorite. Life is beautiful, and so are you.


Kevin said...


Shadd Scott said...

I heard I missed a badass Flappy dinner while I was in France? Blogworthy even!

juancho said...

so nervous about going to the long center with you to see mr cohen, what if i poop my pants again? i will bring extra pamper and you can change and clean me up on that fold down thing in the mens room. may i suggest 3xxx chili at the chili parlor before the show? my treat.

Flapjacks said...

Dinner was good. Blog is coming. Dessert fail!

Dad, really, again with the changing station? you broke the last one with your big ass.

TexasDeb said...

Enjoy your phishing trip - you'll be missed!
WV: turegis as in "Turegis own - a philosophy wherein every concert goer has to fend for himself in the men's room"

juancho said...

changing station broke mostly because YOU were rough, rude and in a rush.

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