Friday night bar tending the Josh Lawyer show at D-Struc...(photos soon)
saving "...." from an ass beating after he chucked his cup at the DJ for not playing the song he wanted...and then tried to fight 3 security guards and 4 graf dudes...walked him down the street and tried to calm him down...he said "i'm just from a small town in AZ, i just wanna dance, why they wanna hate, i love you..." i said "be positive and stay away from this side of the block..."...and then i went back to the party he went and got his "blade"...haven't seen him since Friday gacking out on the corner of Church and Duboce. i hope he's okay.
and then Molotov's with Brett...and then back to my apartment with Brett for some Fat Tire and Nebraska listening and grilled cheese...and then it's late and Brett takes off and my brother never makes it for some reason i can't really remember having to do with credit card mix ups...
and then Saturday...
firstly, it's hot, really hot...like 78 degrees hot...so, i walk over to my brother's around 10:30...Dempsey is already there...we crack some EJ Phair's (Concord beer!) for breakfast...and then Steve H. arrives with the Tecate and lime...so we crack some Tecate's and lime...and it's probably 11am by now...my brother and Steve H. cook up some breakfast taco's for the gang...eat those (not me) drink more beers, try and decide what to get into for the day...duh, Dolores Park...
so we head to Dolores, we hang at Dolores, we drink at Dolores...James and i decide to bounce around 4 or so...i'm about to pee my pants so i run into a cafe...the door to the b-room is locked...i run up to the counter, "what's the cheapest thing i can buy to use the bathroom?!" "...a banana..." "i'll take it!"...she buzzes me in...i go...
James and i walk to Molotov's...i have beers, James does not, James has to pick Emma up from the airport, he stays sober...
i leave Molotov's and go home and watch some episodes of Queer As Folk...i chat with S., i text with people, i order Chinese food, i eat it...i don't go out...i go to bed...
Sunday...
i don't remember...i watched a really good documentary about Joe Strummer...his real name is John but he used to go by Woody, before he changed it to Joe...Johnny Depp didn't need to be in this movie...esp. since he was obviously in the middle of filming The Pirates of The Caribbean and looked silly talking about The Clash dressed as Jack Sparrow...
...currently listening to KALX...
Aug 5, 2008
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This whole post is written in the same fashion that you were speaking/dancing/knees together hopping when you had to pee. It reads really fast and urgent.
i'm having a hard time filling in the details...what am i missing...this weekend went by fast...i think i did a lot...but i can't remember. help?
I don't know. You have Sat. pretty dead on. I spent the evening at the airport and with my girl, and Sunday I spent in a pool drinking cool ones in Concord.
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