StABBA!!!!!!!!

Yours truly with Jon

Jon

Greg

Kiki and Bobby

Drew and Jon

You like ABBA? You like heavy metal? You like punk rock? You like big, bearded guys with big, fake tits in bunny suits? Why weren't you at the Scoot Inn on Friday night for some punk rock/heavy metal versions of ABBA tunes by a band with bearded dude in a bunny suit and fake tits? What? You had something better to do? Man, you're a loser.

What are you doing tonight?

Fri: 232 lbs.

Go see StABBA, the world's greatest ABBA heavy metal cover band, tonight at The Scoot Inn on East 4th St. for the Cherry Peel Fun Fun Fun Fest kickoff! They should go on around 9ish. And not to worry, there will be plenty of other bands and beer, sweet beer. I know i'll be there.

Oh Lordie, Who's i gonna see at Fun Fun Fun Fest 09

I'm sure no one really cares, but if you're at Waterloo Park in Austin this weekend, here's where you'll find me. Oh, and my dog just totally burped.

Saturday:

After waking up at 6:30 to go to work on a day that i asked off for over 3 months ago, banging my head against a desk for 4 hours, eating a taco or something, and drinking as much beer as possible before battling football fans (of which i am a member) and tailgaters for any available parking spots in the downtown area, i'll mosey on over to:

-Crystal Antlers at the Orange stage.

-I'll flip a coin and go to Shonen Knife at the Orange stage or VEGA at the Blue.

-MC Chris at the Blue, but it would be cool to see The Sword over at Black.

-No Age at the Orange

-Death at the Orange

-A real toss up for Neon Indian at Blue, Yeasayer at Orange, or Fucked Up at Black.

-Les Savy Fav at Orange.

-Then, do i watch part of Ratatat at Orange, or Jesus Lizard at Black, before finally shakin' my booty over to Blue for Pharcyde!

Then it's home to my burpy dog, more beer, and a couple of odd movies we picked up per the Alamo Drafthouse's suggestion.

Sunday:

There will be some park time for the dog, as well as some delicious taste explosions wrapped in tortillas (breakfast burritos from Casa Di Consuela on Burnet Rd. - try the avocado, potato, egg, and cheese or the chorizo, potato, egg, and cheese - you'll be full all day long). Then it's off to:

-This Will Destroy You at Orange, immediately followed by...

-Fuck Buttons, also at Orange.

-Atlas Sound at Orange. See the most appallingly skinny indie darling on the circuit! On a side note, if i wasn't such a fan of Atlas Sound, i'd totally be over at Yellow, watching Metallagher shred "Master of Puppets" whilst smashing watermelons.

-WHY? at Orange or Harlem at Yellow? Hmmmm.

-Broadcast at Orange. Man, is it me, or does the Orange stage have my shit all over it? Yah!

-Here's the most difficult choice of the weekend: Health at Blue? The King Khan and BBQ Show at Yellow? Torche at Black? Mission of Burma at Orange? What would you do?

-Crystal Castles at Orange.

-Brian Posehn at Yellow. Sorry GZA. I'll try to make it up to you.

-MOTHERFUCKING DANZIG at Black. Of Montreal, i'll miss you, but will think of you often when craving Outback Steakhouse.

-If they're still on, i guess i'll dance with the strobe lights and lasers out of the park to Kid Sister. Who? Yeah, i didn't know either.

And then more burpy dogs, and sleep, and work the next day. Fart.

Looking for a new job. Hrmph!

Thurs: 231 lbs. (pre-run)

Creating a new resume and looking for jobs sucks. Just FYI, for anyone out there who didn't realize that yet.

Listening:

CANT/Arthur Russell split 7"

White Denim - "Fits"

Halloween 09, Man Chest Hair United as KISS, and Sydney Dog

Man Chest Hair United are: Rob (Starchild), Ryan (Demon), Tom D (Spaceman), Mike D (Cat), and Donovan (one of those dudes from the 80's version of KISS)

Wed: 229 lbs. (no shit)

Pumpkin ale and the New Orleans Saints

So, that's what i kind of look like (albeit, 15 lbs. ago, sweating in a Dominican cigar shop).

Fri - Sat: ??? (too busy getting drunk in Houston, singing the Carpenters, and wearing a dress to KISS cover show!)

Sun: 234 lbs.

Mon: 233 lbs. (after much pumpkin ale!)

Tues: 229 lbs.

I'll admit i have a bit of a thing for the pumpkin ale. It rivals my passion for music and my wife. And it'll be off the shelves before we know it, so i intend to purchase cases of the stuff over the next few days...I'm the first to agree with you that i have a problem, but admittance is the start to recovery.

The New Orleans Saints are 7 and 0. Halle-fuckin-lujah!

Paranormal Activity and Muddy Dogs

Thurs: 231 lbs.

Went on a run and to the park. The dog found a big, wet, muddy puddle to role around in. Now, leaving to go catch Paranormal Activity. Spader.

Pictures and shit coming soon!

Wed: 233 lbs.

I swear to God that i will turn this blog thing into the triumphant beast it's supposed to be. Look for awesome pictures coming your way soon (i'm not computer savvy...in the least...actually, i'm kind of like that poor schlub who hits the wrong key and causes mass pandemonium on a global scale...but i can draw an awesome looking eyeball, so fuck you).

Gotta go grab some new running shoes tonight. The pair that i have smell like a compost heap that someone threw up on after a night of Indian food. Or, like burning hair and fart. And that's how i'll remember those shoes...as a big fart.

Reading:
"I Drink For A Reason" by David Cross - Funny ha-ha and funny strange! Ka-bong!

"The Family" by Jeff Sharlett - All about Christian Fundamentalism's power over the government. Absolutely terrifying.

"Choke" by Chuck Palahniuk - Better late than never.

Breaking the chains...

Fri: 234 lbs.
Sat: ???
Sun: 234 lbs.
Mon: 233 lbs.
Tues: 229 lbs.

Starting to slack on the blog-o-blog, but i'll try to remedy that. Usually my Tuesday nights consists of running, shaking my head in disbelief at my wife's fascination with fat people shows (The Biggest Loser, et al), and spending money on records. No music purchasing tonight, but i have managed to watch about 20 minutes of The Fatty McFatterson Show, so it's good to know that routine is alive and well in this house.

I'm gonna go eat some ice cream. Natch!!

My dog ate my vinyl

Wed: 229 lbs.
Thurs: 230 lbs.

My dog tried to eat my tour only 7" set by Atlas Sound. What the fuck?

...and speaking of fuck, check out the new album "Tarot Sport," by Fuck Buttons. Ambient, Krautrock inspired, electro goodness. Aahhh.