So if anyone ever pays attention to me or anything that I am about, I love music. I just went to see a band in the city(San Francisco) last Friday and had the best time. Went to see a local band that is no longer together but came back to do one show. Strata….Look them up. Awesome. I was in such a funk last week that I thought nothing would be able to get me out of it. Super depressed and emo for NO REASON at all. I couldnt figure it out but take me out for a show in the city and BAM! Im back. I am going to Oakland on Thursday to see Chvrches which is one of my favorite bands and to top this whole week off I am going to see Interpol too! Music is my world and I cant imagine my life without it. It makes everything better. It makes everything sadder. It makes everything happier. It makes me.
3 weeks and counting and I will be hopping on a plane to Austin, Texas for my first trip to Austin City Limits. ACL if you’re local. Haha. Anyways I have always wanted to go to Texas because in my mind everyone is in cowboy boots and big ole hats. I know its not true but everyone thinks California is all palm trees and beaches….Well I guess it kinda is. Anyways I cant wait to get out of here for a few days, listen to new music, and explore a town I have been dying to go to forever. I promise to whoever is reading this that I will meet every single person humanly possible while I am there and really soak up the experience. I want to be part of everything, do anything, and see it all. Be nice to me Austin and I promise to be nice back.
I cant wait. I am going to party my face off x 10. Looking forward to meeting so many new friends.
My buddy and I went to a dive bar a few weeks back and played darts on one of their machines. We actually had a lot of fun doing it so we both we on eBay and bought a $10 set. Mostly because its fuckin’ impossible to find a matching set where the tips aren’t broken or bent. I just got mine in the mail and was stoked to go try them out. I live about 1 block from a super divey dive bar. Like when people talk about dive bars they are referring to this place. Extra gross and dirty and people are smashed at like 11am. How do I know that you ask? Its not important….back to the story. We had plans to go to a birthday dinner at 7 so we met over there at 5 to have a few pregame beers and throw a few darts. We immediately walk in to a couple of big guys trying to fight each other at the bar which I wanted no part of. I’m not a bitch but I wasn’t at that level yet where I felt I wanted to fight some random drunk guys…..yet. We set are darts and stuff on the table along with our 22oz Coors lights and started to play…Let me also throw out the fact that the UFC fights were on. Tough guys everywhere…. During the middle of one of our games I look back and two hella tough guys decided it would be a really good idea to start wrestling and knock our whole table down and send our beers smashing to the ground along with our dart shit! I wasn’t really worried since we weren’t with any girls….I don’t tolerate fighting when their are ladies with me or around us. Fuck that! So then the stop fighting and someone picks up the table and starts picking up the glass…..This is where it starts to get good……….
some girl starts yelling “hey you, buy these guys another round for knocking over their beers!”
The big drunk guy turns around and charges her and says “shut the fuck up bitch”. Well actually he said it right to my face since she decided to run from him and hide behind me.
In my mind I am thinking “ok, here we go” but he never looked at me. He was looking right at her the whole time. I thought for sure we were getting in a fight over a $4 Coors light. What would I tell me mom?
and then BOOOOOM! out of no where a 67 year old lady steps in between us. How do I know she was 67? She came right out and said
“Hey you fucking assholes, get your fucking ass over here and pick up the god damn table before I wip out my tit and shove it up your ass. I’m 67 years old and I will fuck you up. And get these guys more drinks or I will kick your fuckin’ ass”……..This might be a good time to tell you all that while she was saying this she was flexing her right arm and made me and my friend feel her bicep. She looked like she had smoked since she was 14 and was about 1 cigarette away from smoking out of a stoma…….But damn did she have some guns. That lady probably saved me from getting into a fight I didn’t care to get into and I am glad she did because it made for a pretty funny story.