Well HOWWWWWWWDY Folks!

Sorry I haven't posted lately. Ever since the last Bastards show, this cold was kicking my ass. I just got over it before I left for Christmas. Ah, Christmas. I went up to the NY to visit the folks, and for a little big-city livin'. Met up with Ti in the NYC and talked about good times. Word of advice: do NOT get wasted in NYC unless you have a place to stay there; Catching a train at night is no time to be feeling woozy. But anyway, this is honestly the first good Christmas I have had for a while. Usually I find myself in a deep funk for some reason or another. But this year, I had a lot of good things to think about. And when I got back to the Lou last night, I had one of the best birthdays ever. Yeah! Big 2-4, 2-4, 2-4! Take that, modern science!

OK, that's all I have for now. A little advice from the Howler Monkey Guru: There are only 3 things you need in life. Good Tunes, Good Humor, and Good Friends. And food, i guess......water, too. Maybe shelter. I dunno.

Whoop!

Attention Bastard Fans!

THE BASTARDS KARAMAZOV
part of
Rev. Brimstone's Lunar Menagerie
Monday, December 15th, 2003
@ the Way Out Club
2525 S. Jefferson
Doors: 8 pm
Show starts at 9 pm
$5 cover

Come and see "How the Bastards Stole Christmas"!

Well, I hope everyone had a good 4-day weekend (sorry roomie). I returned safely from my visit to Tejas, and I don't even mind that I've had a cold for the past 2 days. Tejas is a land full of wonder. It's practically another country.
A quick recap of the weekend:

Wednesday - flew down to Tejas at night. The lady who gave me my ticket thought she was doing me a favor by changing my seat, but little did she know that she put me next to THE BIGGEST JERKASS IN THE WORLD.

Thursday - woke up to catch the majority of the Macy's parade. Floats are so dumb. And why I want to watch a baton twirler all the way from Pigsknuckle, Arkansas, is beyond me. My sis had to drive to the airport, leaving me to tend to the preparation of the entire Turkey Day feast. Word to the wise: Make sure you boil the potatoes before you try to mash them. Just pouring milk on them does not get the job done.

Thursday Evening- Yell Practice at the Legendary Kyle Field, home of the Texas A & M Fightin' Texas Aggies. Words cannot describe the experience. If you are in the area and enjoy Big 12 Football, I highly suggest you check it out.

Late Thursday night - Drinkin'

Friday - Can you say Football? The entire day was spent watching the Aggies battle the t.u. Longhorns. The game was awesome. I hate Texas. Bevo sucks.

Friday Night - Drinkin'

Saturday - Lounged around for most of the day, overdosing on College Basketball, College Football, and the Learning Cannel.

Saturday Night - Drinkin'. There is actually a place in Texas where they play Country Music AND Hip-Hop. It's the most bizarre thing to see Cowboys and Cowgirls do some two-steppin', and then start bumpin' and grindin' to 50 Cent. Weird.

Sunday - On my way to the car to ride to the airport, we noticed a horse standing in a parking space. A HORSE. Do what? Anyway, got on my plane back to the Lou, when Lo and Behold, guess who's sitting in my row? You guessed it. Jerkass. At least there was a lady sitting between us, otherwise I might have had to smother him with my air sickness bag.

Which is where my story of Tejas ends. I went back to work, now dreading my upcoming deadlines, and looking forward to Christmas, New Year's, and of course, the next BasKar show. December 15th. Mark your calendars.

To end on a high note, I think somebody missed me.

Okay, time to go to sleep. It's my favorite. Whoop!