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went to see willi porter on friday night in kentucky. this guy is pretty astounding. if you have a chance to check him out, it's well worth it. his song writing doesn't do that much for me, but he is a wicked guitar player, and hilarious. in the middle of the show he always takes ideas from the audience and writes a song about them, and it's actually good. this time he wrote a song about "the steelers, the camping industry, and a long neck, high heels, and a short skirt."
it was pretty impressive.
car ran great all night, delivered pizzas, drove to kentucky, got back fine. saturday morning... it didn't want to start. but it's still holding something of a charge in the battery, so we're getting there.
last night i went to oxford with my friend ian. some of you have heard about him, and random antics. he called me up about ten and said, "ey!!! i know these chicks, we should take them out and do something." knowing the kind of girls that ian turns up with, i figured this would be amusing at least so i agreed. but when he picked me up and i asked where these supposed girls were, he tells me that he waited to long to call them, but they are in oxford, and that we should go up there. i was dubious, but i agreed. i just know full well that an excursion like this with ian, historically speaking, could take more than a night.
so we roll up there. we stopped and gave a ride to these two women who were walking down the highway past the garbage dump in the freezing cold. they were heading to oxford as well so we took them all the way. one of them was a home health care nurse/truck driver who happened to know my friend rachel's mom from work. pretty bizarre.
having arrived in oxford, we locate ian's girls at a pizza place, and i immediately realize that i've been dragged out here on behalf of a couple of 20 year olds. which is fine, except that they are 20 year olds at miami, which properly rates around... a 12 year old with hormones. annoying to say the least.
but ian is a laid back guy, i'm a laid back guy, we simply determine to go to a club and shake our asses. these two girls can't decide if they want to get in, one doesn't have her ID, doesn't want to pay the extra money... they spent about 10 minutes debating in the cold before i finally put my foot down because it was damn cold, paid the difference for them to get in, and proceeded to shake my ass. it was honestly not a bad time.
we got back at 4:15. we had said we would be back by 3, so we were pretty much right on time.
i'm gonna have some tea and write a MAX patch i just devised in that mental space between sleep and not. i get a lot of great programming ideas in there.
it was pretty impressive.
car ran great all night, delivered pizzas, drove to kentucky, got back fine. saturday morning... it didn't want to start. but it's still holding something of a charge in the battery, so we're getting there.
last night i went to oxford with my friend ian. some of you have heard about him, and random antics. he called me up about ten and said, "ey!!! i know these chicks, we should take them out and do something." knowing the kind of girls that ian turns up with, i figured this would be amusing at least so i agreed. but when he picked me up and i asked where these supposed girls were, he tells me that he waited to long to call them, but they are in oxford, and that we should go up there. i was dubious, but i agreed. i just know full well that an excursion like this with ian, historically speaking, could take more than a night.
so we roll up there. we stopped and gave a ride to these two women who were walking down the highway past the garbage dump in the freezing cold. they were heading to oxford as well so we took them all the way. one of them was a home health care nurse/truck driver who happened to know my friend rachel's mom from work. pretty bizarre.
having arrived in oxford, we locate ian's girls at a pizza place, and i immediately realize that i've been dragged out here on behalf of a couple of 20 year olds. which is fine, except that they are 20 year olds at miami, which properly rates around... a 12 year old with hormones. annoying to say the least.
but ian is a laid back guy, i'm a laid back guy, we simply determine to go to a club and shake our asses. these two girls can't decide if they want to get in, one doesn't have her ID, doesn't want to pay the extra money... they spent about 10 minutes debating in the cold before i finally put my foot down because it was damn cold, paid the difference for them to get in, and proceeded to shake my ass. it was honestly not a bad time.
we got back at 4:15. we had said we would be back by 3, so we were pretty much right on time.
i'm gonna have some tea and write a MAX patch i just devised in that mental space between sleep and not. i get a lot of great programming ideas in there.