Welp --
My set went up, and just in time for the SG Cedar Point event tomorrow -- rock most on. But anyway, for the record, I understand that there are no drums or drumsticks in the pictures -- I didn't NAME the set, but I'll do my best to accomodate those of you, and include some photos of me rocking out in my candids sometime soon -- mmmkay?!
I took the bus to Ohio last night -- got here this morning -- first time on a Greyhound, and wow, it sucked. I can't tell you how many people told me that I was bound to meet some incredible people, but I didn't -- I just was harassed by strangers, seated next to a huge lady who talked to herself and ate Peppermint Pattie bites the entire trip, unable to sleep without losing circulation in one or more limbs, forced to listen to babies crying, loud rap, and arguments in languages I don't speak, and generally disappointed. But -- I suppose it was all worth it.
Tonight I am going to Cincy to see me friends Tub Ring play with this really rad Japanese experimental band -- I'm hoping my friend Bob will show up, but there's no telling with him -- moy mysterious. I miss talking to him though.
Tomorrow, Mike (broadzillaman) and I are going to this Cedar Point amusement park thingy I've heard so much about for the SG thingy. (Thingy is the best word ever.) I'm ready for some centrifugal force, if ya catch my drift. And I can't wait to meet any of you who attend.
Sunday, I'm going to Lollapolooza in Columbus -- not really into many of the bands that are playing, but the tickets were free, and it will be worth it just to see Janes Addiction, I suppose. And although, I can't stand the sounds of the Donnas, I'm interested in seeing just how hard the drummer can rock out. Hrmm..
Ok...so, I have to meet Morrissey. I know, huge digression, but listen -- it's true. I NEED to meet this man. I wish there was a way. I would literally do anything. I told Mike I'd buy him at least ten red-headed hookers if he makes it happen someday.
Someday --
"I know that you would like me, if only you could see me, if only you could meet me. " -Morrissey (well-put)
Any other Morrissey/Smiths obsessors out there? Truly, tell me.
Annnyyyway -- I think I've still got bus-lag -- and I'm angry that a bag of chips with exactly 7 chips (and not even entire chips at that) inside, cost me $1.50 at the station. What is wrong with the world?
Please don't answer that.
Tryst
My set went up, and just in time for the SG Cedar Point event tomorrow -- rock most on. But anyway, for the record, I understand that there are no drums or drumsticks in the pictures -- I didn't NAME the set, but I'll do my best to accomodate those of you, and include some photos of me rocking out in my candids sometime soon -- mmmkay?!
I took the bus to Ohio last night -- got here this morning -- first time on a Greyhound, and wow, it sucked. I can't tell you how many people told me that I was bound to meet some incredible people, but I didn't -- I just was harassed by strangers, seated next to a huge lady who talked to herself and ate Peppermint Pattie bites the entire trip, unable to sleep without losing circulation in one or more limbs, forced to listen to babies crying, loud rap, and arguments in languages I don't speak, and generally disappointed. But -- I suppose it was all worth it.
Tonight I am going to Cincy to see me friends Tub Ring play with this really rad Japanese experimental band -- I'm hoping my friend Bob will show up, but there's no telling with him -- moy mysterious. I miss talking to him though.
Tomorrow, Mike (broadzillaman) and I are going to this Cedar Point amusement park thingy I've heard so much about for the SG thingy. (Thingy is the best word ever.) I'm ready for some centrifugal force, if ya catch my drift. And I can't wait to meet any of you who attend.
Sunday, I'm going to Lollapolooza in Columbus -- not really into many of the bands that are playing, but the tickets were free, and it will be worth it just to see Janes Addiction, I suppose. And although, I can't stand the sounds of the Donnas, I'm interested in seeing just how hard the drummer can rock out. Hrmm..
Ok...so, I have to meet Morrissey. I know, huge digression, but listen -- it's true. I NEED to meet this man. I wish there was a way. I would literally do anything. I told Mike I'd buy him at least ten red-headed hookers if he makes it happen someday.
Someday --
"I know that you would like me, if only you could see me, if only you could meet me. " -Morrissey (well-put)
Any other Morrissey/Smiths obsessors out there? Truly, tell me.
Annnyyyway -- I think I've still got bus-lag -- and I'm angry that a bag of chips with exactly 7 chips (and not even entire chips at that) inside, cost me $1.50 at the station. What is wrong with the world?
Please don't answer that.
Tryst
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PS--did I mention cool set?