Monday, February 04, 2002
My Shoes! My beautiful shoes |9:25 AM|
Quite an eventful weekend. It's a bit of a long story, but I was trying to arrange a meeting between myself and a particular woman for sometime this week. As it turned out, she was showing up to an animation festival Friday night, and the people I was talking to invited me to go along. I got ready and downtown in record time. At a bar called "The Hole in the Wall" I saw the Hotrod Hillbillies, which is a hell of a rock-a-billy band. The Bass in that band is the guy I bought the keg for, the keg that would later attack and nearly destroy my damned testicles. It was a great show, and from there my group headed out to go in search of parking. While my friends lucked out in passing people who were just leaving, I couldn't find anyplace to put my car. Remembering a tricky place to park, I headed to the post office, only to find out after I had parked, that it was now pay-to-park. Damn! So I blew $5, as I was running out of time.
Heading down to the theater, I found (as I expected) a huge line. It was clear that the show had sold out, and I was likely screwed. The only scalper I could find would only sell me tickets if I purchased 2. Drag. As my group in line got closer and closer to the door, I realized the only way I was going to see Spike and Mike's twisted cartoon festival is if I paid Mr. "screw-me-in-the-ass" scalper. I didn't want to tell the group I was with just how much I had now dropped on tickets ($20). However, since the group had purchased their tickets online, they needed everyone with them in order to get all of their tickets. A member of the group (who happened to be the woman I was hoping to see this week) was late getting across town. Since I had 2 tickets, I volunteered to stay outside, and wait. I sort of saved the day. As it turns out, she probably would have been able to get in, but I'm glad my ticket went to some use.
After the show, it was a long ass trip to Slaughter lane, far south of Austin. We all played dominoes, and I managed to get out of there at 6:30am. Ugh. While I was there, I managed to impress some folks, including the woman, with my knowledge of spyware, and the ways to clean it off computers. Knowing about a band called Mindless Self Indulgence also turned out to be a bonus. Being a giant geek can have it's plusses.
Saturday was spent watching movies, and trying to remember how to walk. Sunday was spent cleaning, and I even managed to Polish my shoes. So what did I promptly do with my nice clean shoes? Stomp around a damn mountain.
Time for work.
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