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07 december 00
----- Um ... Happy (?) Pearl Harbor Day...
Dear CHARLES: ... and the voices of angels wafted through the office. Seriously though, I've been wanting to go to Macworld for ages, and finally the boss is sending me, albeit for only one night, which is more my fault since I refused to let the trip interfere with the two rehearsals prior to our band's first gig of the new millennium. So I just got off the phone with our flirty corporate travel agent, who quickly booked me round trip airfare to SFO on January 10 and a beautiful room at the Hotel Palomar, just one block from the convention center.
So, if anyone has any suggestions on what I should do for my one night in San Francisco, how to find the good sushi bars, ~~~ "O Come O Come Emmanuel" seems crazy-glued to my soul. It's hardly surprising, considering I must have played it over thirty times the other night in the midst of my worst migraine of the millennium. And the headache is still with me, however tempered by a strikingly average cabernet that I popped open upon arriving home from work last night. It seemed fitting, on my one night off this week, to wax bacchanalian, to taunt the core of this nasty headache with the one thing known to provoke it. And I daresay it worked. ~~~ It was a quiet night in Malibu, quite damp, as it rained on and off all day yesterday. It made for a beautiful sunset from a pallette of swirling clouds in orange and brown. It wasn't "december," but it sure was nice. ~~~ Tonight our band, in lieu of rehersal, are attending the Rock City Awards Banquet. It's kind of like the Grammys, but much cheesier. We're nominated in about ten categories, so we have our own table and it's a whole big shindig and stuff. And one of the other bands apparently wants to kick the shit out of us because their drummer is Athena Lee, sister to Tommy Lee of Motley Crue, hubby of Pamela Anderson Lee, and apparently Ms. Lee thinks our band insulted her in an ad and now all of her band wants to rumble with our band and it's supposed to happen at this awards banquet and I'm supposed to be there for support and I guess to say "ya wouldn't hit a guy with glasses, wouldya?" It's not that I couldn't use a good ass-kicking... 07 de cember 1999: : relaunch on the 18th 07 december 1998: : didn't write 07 december 1997: potato threads : I fired up the stove, created a nice lake of canola oil in my largest frying pan, and went to work. Three hours later, I had over 50 latkes of varying shapes, sizes, and textures. [ swim back | email me | swim ahead ] |
