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Speaking of Texas music... Hayes Carll is a local guy that is one cool cat. I met his at McGonigel's a few months ago and I have to say he is a talented local songwriter that is wirth checking out. Here's some linkage if you want a sample:
Arkansas Blues
Naked Checkers
Highway 87
It's A Shame
Those MP3's are off his Flowers and Liquor debut in 2002 (the title track is cool btw). He puts on a good show and is an all around funny guy.

Some things are worth repeating.

"well, I am inclined to say someplace in Houston because it's where I live, but honestly... Stubbs rocks. every show has had it's ups and downs... the doll hut in anaheim was cool because it was so 'in yor face' for the peops that didn't realize they were about to get their asses rocked texas style... hell, even dicks turned out to be ok despite the fuck all incompetance of the venue itself... engine room is aiite... lucy's is pretty cool if you like it hotter'n hell... fuck. the bottom line is, if vtl and taz bring the BB there, it rocks... target, walmart, chuck-e-cheese, aa meetings, sunday morning church, mexican prison, reliant stadium, my mom's house, the copa cabana, an amish barn raising, the international space station, siberian tundra, the love boat, a costa rican rain forest, the Fillmore East, NORAD, a youth hostile in amsterdam, halftime at the superbowl, at a mortuary, on the roof on a jiffy lube, rockin' ice at a hockey game, in a car wash, at the vatican, under a bridge with wino security, in a car wash, Yosimite national park, at a two lane bowling alley with a dirty bathroom, on an amtrak to nowhere, in the front lawn of the white house, at a strip club for midgets, in a whataburger parking lot... fuck it...

Burden Brothers rock-n-roll trancends geography.

my 2 cents LAMF"

Ack! I just found out I have a two o'clock meeting. I hate meetings. I haven't eaten lunch yet. I'm worthless today. Have you noticed that all I post is crap? I haven't accomplished anything. I miss her... sit here... think about her... I might as well leave for Colorado right now. It's not like much of anything productive is going to happen between now and Saturday morning.

Shut up. Go sign my guestmap. I'm going to eat lunch... finally.

I'm with Sean... eat more calamari... keep the man on top! I'm inclined to think those scientist that said the collective mass of giant squids "now outweighed the world's human population" were all snacking on peyote button trail mix.

<sarcasm> What the hell... maybe I should fuckin' attend this shit? </sarcasm>

"I can't talk now, I have company, but everything is changing." - Satan

I am zooming over work schtuff like I used to on my sidewalk with my Big Wheel. Hell yeah... I had a Big Wheel. I wanted a Green Machine, but I was already outgrowing my Big Wheel by then anyway. Oh well. Zooooom! It's ten-ish and I need more java juice. This morning got me off on the right foot with that delicious Kenya AA that I fired up at the house. I'm thinking it's time for a espresso run. The air is cool and crisp. I love that. Crisp air is so refreshing. Zooooom!

Ok, Sam just sent me this picture of Levi (his son) with his grandpa in Switzerland. I love this picture of that little man. Supastar!

The number 2 METRO jumped the curb going 30 mph this morning over by the Montrose fountain circle thingy... only to straighten out and recover, swerve around an accident in the middle of the Binz intersection, and blow past some poor freezing guy that was waiting at his stop. There was a guy on the bus near me that smelled so bad that I gagged twice... seriously. I was on a work call this morning that made me late for work... irony. I walk into the office at 9:00 and who do I run into at the elevator lobby... my boss... true irony. Fuck. I brewed some coffee at home this morning. I drank 2 cups of the twelve in the pot. I hate that. I didn't have any to-go coffee mugs because my ex-wife took them all way back when she raided my house the first time and I just never got around to replacing anything, so I carefully poured molten java into a plastic dixie cup. This is a poor judgment call on my part. First of all, the little cup warps and bends like a double jointed limbo champion and secondly, it burns the bloody hell out of my hand without one of those $5.00 recycled cardboard cup rings that my brother Greg has a non-sexual crush on. You know, today isn't so bad after all. Despite my waking up at 4:20 to let my poor little pooh bear in the house and not really being able to get back to sleep for her licking my face and meowing at me in reprimand, I had a spring in my step on the way to work. Have you ever seen a zombie with a spring in his step? Heh. It's not pretty. Imagine Jerry Lewis, novocain, xanax, crack, and cheese whiz. Ok, maybe not that... but it was fun to think about. Ok, I think I have some pictures from last night with Sam around here somewhere... if I can find the little USB thingy for my camera. Gimmie a minute... schniekies!

Ok... I only took a couple. I thought I snapped more, but I was probably too busy missing my girlfriend to worry about photos. Here are a couple and the others are on my Fotki site.









pee ess... thanks Audra for the flask!

The breakfast kitchen is OPEN over a Jimbo's!

mornings suck... but i repeat myself.

Penny snuck out of the house when Eclair went outside to go to the bathroom. I didn't see her go. She just wanted to eat some grass. I fell asleep. I woke up to Penny calling me a sorry sonofabitch fromthe other side of the sliding glass door in my bedroom. Guess what time it is? My poor baby was outside in the cold for almost the entire night. I am a terrible dad. This will never happen again.

...speaking of 20's, it's supposed to be in the low 20's tonight. It's about 35 right now.

31

Christina... help me!

FlyGuy is really cool... go rock with the alien... that's my favorite FlyGuy pastime. Flyguy is what you do at lunch instead of eat because you can't get away from the office. Rock on, Flyguy. FlyGuy is the coolest greeting card in greeting card history.

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one." - Albert Einstein

I wish I could growl like Vaden. I would do it all day. I have to wear headphones in my office because no one appreciates the leaked musical goodness coming from my desk and meandering through the cracks in my cell. Little nuggets of musical goodness. Tiny little nuggets. Anyhoo, I should have been a rock star.


VTL is on the move...