something about airplanes, trains, automobiles and the weather

March 22nd, 2004

it figures – the day i leave for texas, the weather sucks. royally. the last few weeks in philadelphia have been really beautiful [or at their worst, bearable] but on tuesday it decided to rain and show simultaneously. for those who have never experienced this type of weather, its akin to wandering around in a gigantic slurpee.

i took the train down to BWI airport and waited for my plane. there’s nothing like staying up all night for a 6 a.m. flight that makes you notice strange things. like how the ad campaign for microsoft’s mobile products is super creepy. there’s always one person in the piece and it looks like theyre being watched by some unknown person. [not us, i feel like we're watching this from the outside] or not. perhaps i was projecting my own late-night paranoia on it!

i was asleep before the plane took off, so i cant tell you much about the flight. but thats a good thing – im a horrible flyer. the less i remember about it, the better!

wish i could say the same about my transfer in houston. now, for those who dont know, i am not a fan of this city: its huge, home to horrible wealthy people and evil companies. oh, and everyone seemingly drives a lexus. upon landing, i discovered their airport is named after george bush sr and in the middle of it there’s a huge bronze statue of the man.

i met up with amy and dan at the gate for our flight to austin. we arrived to gigantic blue skies and lovely warm weather. i was horribly overdressed in my typical east coast all black.

amy and i headed to our hotel, where we discovered upon check in that our room was not cleaned! we fixed that one fast. then it was off to the convention center and time to orient ourselves downtown.

we met up with dan at the convention center and headed to chuy’s. if i correctly recall, the bush twins were caught trying to use fake id’s here. while waiting for our table, we replenished our empty stomachs on their freshly made chips and salsa. i had my first beer of the trip, shiner bock.

ill write about my first night of shows next.

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