I woke up very late today: 12:40. It's not the latest I ever have woken up but it is pretty late. It doesn't really mean anything because I don't have to work until 3 pm, but it is nice to get up before 11 still.
DO you want to know what I had for breakfast?
...didn't think so, but it was good!
I biked 17 miles from 11 pm to 1:30 am last night, across the golden gate and out to the marin headlands lagoon, if you know where that is. Sunday night is the best night to bike in the city, there is not another soul on the road.
It was also freezing cold last night, they say it was one of the coldest nights of the year.
My neighbor had his dog shit in my driveway because I was playing music too loud earlier in the evening. I returned the favor, and no I don't have a dog ;)
Monday, January 5, 2009
Tuesday, September 18, 2007
Concert Spree Part 1: Friday 9/13, Wolf Parade and Holy Fuck
I just had the most crucial concert week ever. It started out with skipping work on rosh hashana so that I could drive down to LA with R------ to see Wolf Parade at the El Rey theatre. I found two people on craigslist to do a rideshare with. One was H----- whom I picked up at the VA hospital, he was a lab tech for a group that studies “bone and skin.” He was a funny foreigner from Lebanon, had a great accent and that classic “come here my friend” Middle Eastern attitude. He tried to offer me a job and then proceeded to offer R------- the same job when she got in the car, I didn’t care though because I already have a job. Then we picked up a native American woman named T---- in the mission. She was from Seattle and wore a shirt that said “BYRD” on the front. T---- had just interviewed to be a police officer at UCSF. With all of us together I hopped on the Bay Bridge and headed east to I5.
The drive was nice. H----- and T---- talked in the back and slept while R------- and I sat in the front and listened to music. We stopped about halfway for a burger and the valley was cooking. We got to LA and dropped off H----- then T---- in Pasadena after going through some confusion with the address she had been given. So then R------ and I traveled to Hollywood arriving at about 6 pm in front of the El Rey. There was a kid outside that looked about 16 and I almost sold my extra ticket to him, but he had to wait for his friend. As I walked away a guy who turned out to be a scalper followed me and made a lowball offer. We grabbed a few tacos at a restaurant down the street. After eating, R------ felt sick and had to go lie down in the car. Meanwhile I sold my extra ticket to that same kid, who was extremely grateful. I also accidentally fucked up a sale by the a-hole that tried to lowball me, don’t ask me how.
This is when it got crazy. I went back to the car to check on R------ and roll some spliffs for the show. I glanced across the street at a guy parking his car who was none other than J---- K-------! I had gone to high school with J---- and he was currently in LA at some radio school living with my other friend N--- and N---‘s cousin N---. I called J---- over and at first he kind of looked and then started walking away. I had to get up to track him down. He took me upstairs to see N--- at his girlfriend’s apartment. There we had a beer and N--- told a truly Hollywood story involving the RZA and Leonardo di Caprio. I told them I would call them after the show and maybe crash at their apartment. I went back down to the car to meet R------ and go in to the show.
We went inside the theatre and the first thing I saw was Dan from Wolf Parade at the food stand talking to one of the food workers. With a little push from R------ I introduced myself and had a little chat. He told me his side project, Handsome Furs, would be back in SF on Monday night, and I just got home from that show right now as I write this. So during the opening act, Holy Fuck, who was a loud and full of energy sort of Battles sounding, N----- and G—showed up with G—‘s ex K—and her new man. Wolf Parade was amazing, playing all kinds of new songs with all their old favorites. Some of my personal highlights were “my father’s son” into “fancy claps.” Also they played “hearts on fire” and “I’ll believe in anything” during the encore. “It’s a curse” and “shine a light” were also off the hook!
After the show Ni—met us outside and led us to his apartment where we drank some more and J---- convinced me to go into the pool with him. We spent the night playing “gay chicken” (have you been working out?) a game that I doubt J---- could be beaten in.
This clip is from WP's previous night's show in SF. I couldn't find one from the one I went to.
The drive was nice. H----- and T---- talked in the back and slept while R------- and I sat in the front and listened to music. We stopped about halfway for a burger and the valley was cooking. We got to LA and dropped off H----- then T---- in Pasadena after going through some confusion with the address she had been given. So then R------ and I traveled to Hollywood arriving at about 6 pm in front of the El Rey. There was a kid outside that looked about 16 and I almost sold my extra ticket to him, but he had to wait for his friend. As I walked away a guy who turned out to be a scalper followed me and made a lowball offer. We grabbed a few tacos at a restaurant down the street. After eating, R------ felt sick and had to go lie down in the car. Meanwhile I sold my extra ticket to that same kid, who was extremely grateful. I also accidentally fucked up a sale by the a-hole that tried to lowball me, don’t ask me how.
This is when it got crazy. I went back to the car to check on R------ and roll some spliffs for the show. I glanced across the street at a guy parking his car who was none other than J---- K-------! I had gone to high school with J---- and he was currently in LA at some radio school living with my other friend N--- and N---‘s cousin N---. I called J---- over and at first he kind of looked and then started walking away. I had to get up to track him down. He took me upstairs to see N--- at his girlfriend’s apartment. There we had a beer and N--- told a truly Hollywood story involving the RZA and Leonardo di Caprio. I told them I would call them after the show and maybe crash at their apartment. I went back down to the car to meet R------ and go in to the show.
We went inside the theatre and the first thing I saw was Dan from Wolf Parade at the food stand talking to one of the food workers. With a little push from R------ I introduced myself and had a little chat. He told me his side project, Handsome Furs, would be back in SF on Monday night, and I just got home from that show right now as I write this. So during the opening act, Holy Fuck, who was a loud and full of energy sort of Battles sounding, N----- and G—showed up with G—‘s ex K—and her new man. Wolf Parade was amazing, playing all kinds of new songs with all their old favorites. Some of my personal highlights were “my father’s son” into “fancy claps.” Also they played “hearts on fire” and “I’ll believe in anything” during the encore. “It’s a curse” and “shine a light” were also off the hook!
After the show Ni—met us outside and led us to his apartment where we drank some more and J---- convinced me to go into the pool with him. We spent the night playing “gay chicken” (have you been working out?) a game that I doubt J---- could be beaten in.
This clip is from WP's previous night's show in SF. I couldn't find one from the one I went to.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Bus Incident
When I got on at Arguello a fat man in a wheelchair was ordering a tourist couple to get on the back of the bus. He tried to order me to do the same. I looked at him and he gave me a "do what I say look" and motioned me to the rear door. Without skipping a beat, I hopped on through the front door ahead of him, much to his dismay. He yelled after me, "Now I have to wait for you!" As if it was my place to wait for him, and everyone else should wait for him too. I stand by my actions however because it didn't make sense for me to wait for the kneeling bus components to come down when I was able to simply leap ahead of him and slip my $1.50 in the machine in all of 1/2 a second!!
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