Friday night Brothers and Sisters had our big cd release show @ beerland and it was nuts. Hit capacity at, like, 11 or 11:30. People lined-up to get in and shit. Weird. Fun. Strange. Sorry to all the friendly-types who couldn't get in. I wouldn't have waited in line, either. Also, that night I (a) found out that I died and (b) was mildly electrocuted.

Being in a band that is actually doing well freaks me out a little bit. I'm thrilled and giddy that things are going well but I'm kinda waiting for the other shoe to drop.

Saturday I stayed in and was in bed by 12. I think I was only awake for maybe 8 hours this day. By far the highlight was smothered chicken for lunch at Gene's. I'm so in love with this place.

Sunday we had an afternoon show in Houston. Played @ 3:30. Got real drunk and watched the superbowl then drove home late last night (got home sometime after 1am). I messed up the kickoff time because I all could find was that it was at 6:18 eastern and in my head that meant 7:18 central. Apparently I was all messed up because the game started at 5:18 central and instead of hauling ass back to Austin to watch it we stayed in Houston.

Now at work.