Today is International Bacon Day! I shouldn't put an exclamation point there because I'm not really as excited as I should be. I mean, I love bacon, or actually, I'm obsessed with bacon, but I just can't muster the energy to be excited about much of anything today. Yes, including bacon.
So yeah, I'm still in a bad mood. It doesn't help things that I'm stuck at work right now and I'll be at work for the next two days (including Monday) because I need the money. I know there are worse things in the world than having to work this job where they pay me way too much to blog about how I'd rather be somewhere else not getting paid way too much to do the same thing, but I'm in a bad mood. Sue me.
While I was "working" this morning, I watched this concert video. I know I mentioned Bobby Bare Jr. before, but I must insist that you watch this if you enjoy music at all. I suppose it would help to already know and like the songs featured (like I do) but maybe you'll like it anyway. In any case, I think it's pretty incredible.
Robotanists vinyl is finally in! And to go along with that, our video for "Exiled State of Mind" is finished and will debut at the time of the vinyl release. So that's cool. I should be more excited (yes, that was another disingenuous exclamation point there) but I'm in a bad mood. Sue me. Wait, no, don't do that. That's just gonna cost me more money, then I'll be back here working too much, and then I'll be in a bad mood again (or continuing this one.) So let's just forget that idea, yeah? Yeah. Thanks.
I need some drugs and a double bacon cheeseburger. That would make things better. Or maybe some drugs, some whiskey, a double bacon cheeseburger and some extra bacon on the side. That would make things better. Or kill me. Whatever works.
Whiskey! Bacon! (Genuine exclamation points.)
Bacon Bacon Bacon! Whiskey Whiskey Whiskey!
There. That's better. My mood is improving. Oh, wait! I forgot one.
Drugs Drugs Drugs!
Perfect.
Saturday, September 04, 2010
Thursday, September 02, 2010
update
So, yes. I went to Las Vegas this past weekend. I had an entertaining, if not mind-blowing, time. A couple of friends from Texas were there to celebrate a 30th birthday and they asked me to join, so I did. I don't much care for Vegas since I don't gamble and it's far too easy to stay up all night drinking, but it's not so bad in small doses. The first night I was there I did stay up all night drinking, pushed some random girl around in a shopping cart, talked to another girl from Hollywood who works the same sort of day job I do, got asked out on a date with yet another girl who had just gotten kicked out of rehab, and screamed about how goddamn boring The Twilight Saga is that I 1) almost got forcibly removed from a casino and 2) got free drinks from the bartender for making him laugh. To recap: Saturday morning wake at 6am, work, drive to Vegas, drink, meet people until 12 noon on Sunday. I was mistaken for "that French rock star" and was asked to take a picture with a really drunk 21-year-old girl who thought I was French (because I lied to her.) Talked to a guy on the bus who may have been hitting on me, talked to a bunch of blackjack dealers that were dressed up like whores, and saw a Rolling Stones tribute band on Fremont Street that actually wasn't all that bad. Also: I saw some stupid show featuring topless lesbian vampires dancing around to a soundtrack of 80's rock music.
Tuesday night I went to see one of my favorite singer-songwriters, Bobby Bare Jr. I had two tickets because I wanted to take a specific girl but she was in the Bay Area and wouldn't return to L.A. in time, so I invited someone else. Actually, since my sister is friends with Bobby, he put me on the list +1 and I already had those tickets, so invited three people. Keith, our bassist; C, a girl I slept with once in 2007; and M, a girl I met recently who probably likes me more than I like her. Brilliant decision on my part, let me tell you. C dominated my time (since we've known each other for a few years and we don't hang out that often) and even though M wanted to speak to me, she ended up talking to Keith for most of the night. That's not such a bad thing, mind you, since she and Keith had met and spoken before, and C didn't know anyone but me, but I still felt awkward, and the whole time I'm sitting there wishing I had been able to bring G from LBC. (Note: please forgive the letters-as-names thing. I got in trouble once for using real names on a blog and I'd rather not go through that again.) Anyway, the show was amazing, everyone liked it and we all had a good time. I should have talked to BBJ just to say thanks for the tickets, but I didn't because I'm a moron. And now I feel shitty for missing the opportunity to speak to one of my favorite artists. Goddamn moron, I tell ya.
Speaking of G from LBC, I wish she were still G from DTLA, I wish I could see her more often, and I wish I didn't miss her as much as I do. I know absence makes the heart grow fonder blahblahblah, but fuck. I have seriously developed some feelings for her and I'm kind of wishing I hadn't right about now. Not that I regret how I feel, it's just that I can't do anything about it at the moment and I'm not even sure she would reciprocate if I could. I like being her friend and I really have enjoyed getting to know her as of late, but hell. I'm all worked up and crazy about her and that's a situation that will probably end with me drinking a bottle of whiskey (for better or worse) in one sitting.
That's a lot of complaining considering I'm pretty happy with everything. Oh, well. Guess I'm in a bad mood due to lack of sleep and the fact that I'm sick of my day job.
-The new Robotanists song is really good. Seriously fucking good. We'll be rehearsing it tonight. I'm excited.
-I can't wait to go on tour. I've been waiting to return to Austin and Houston with a band that I love and now I'm gonna do it. Kinda surreal. Oh, and of course the tour means I get to eat some real Tex-Mex and fried shrimp po'boys. Fuck yes.
-Check out Bobby Bare Jr.
Tuesday night I went to see one of my favorite singer-songwriters, Bobby Bare Jr. I had two tickets because I wanted to take a specific girl but she was in the Bay Area and wouldn't return to L.A. in time, so I invited someone else. Actually, since my sister is friends with Bobby, he put me on the list +1 and I already had those tickets, so invited three people. Keith, our bassist; C, a girl I slept with once in 2007; and M, a girl I met recently who probably likes me more than I like her. Brilliant decision on my part, let me tell you. C dominated my time (since we've known each other for a few years and we don't hang out that often) and even though M wanted to speak to me, she ended up talking to Keith for most of the night. That's not such a bad thing, mind you, since she and Keith had met and spoken before, and C didn't know anyone but me, but I still felt awkward, and the whole time I'm sitting there wishing I had been able to bring G from LBC. (Note: please forgive the letters-as-names thing. I got in trouble once for using real names on a blog and I'd rather not go through that again.) Anyway, the show was amazing, everyone liked it and we all had a good time. I should have talked to BBJ just to say thanks for the tickets, but I didn't because I'm a moron. And now I feel shitty for missing the opportunity to speak to one of my favorite artists. Goddamn moron, I tell ya.
Speaking of G from LBC, I wish she were still G from DTLA, I wish I could see her more often, and I wish I didn't miss her as much as I do. I know absence makes the heart grow fonder blahblahblah, but fuck. I have seriously developed some feelings for her and I'm kind of wishing I hadn't right about now. Not that I regret how I feel, it's just that I can't do anything about it at the moment and I'm not even sure she would reciprocate if I could. I like being her friend and I really have enjoyed getting to know her as of late, but hell. I'm all worked up and crazy about her and that's a situation that will probably end with me drinking a bottle of whiskey (for better or worse) in one sitting.
That's a lot of complaining considering I'm pretty happy with everything. Oh, well. Guess I'm in a bad mood due to lack of sleep and the fact that I'm sick of my day job.
-The new Robotanists song is really good. Seriously fucking good. We'll be rehearsing it tonight. I'm excited.
-I can't wait to go on tour. I've been waiting to return to Austin and Houston with a band that I love and now I'm gonna do it. Kinda surreal. Oh, and of course the tour means I get to eat some real Tex-Mex and fried shrimp po'boys. Fuck yes.
-Check out Bobby Bare Jr.
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