The show in San Antonio went great. The club was very cool and was run by some nice folks. If ever in SA go to the Limelight. I had a hell of a time getting home, though. I left the club to go visit a friend who was in town and ended up leaving around 3:30-4:00 am. The drive home was going fine - I was starting to get tired. Then in San Marcos (normally about 20mins from Austin) apparently a monsoon hit. I couldn't see anything. I was driving 20mph on the interstate trying to get home. By this time I was dead tired and freaking out because of the storm. I pulled over in a closed, empty gas station for a minute but right after I got there someone pulled up right next to me in an empty parking lot at 4:30 in the morning. As soon as they started to open their doors I took off. This all seems like a dream now I was so out of it. To stay awake the last bit of the trip I took to singing songs to myself as I am now without a car radio after the latest break in (thank you to all the New Orleans crackheads who now call our city home.) I eventually made it home and passed out right away. Everything seems so fuzzy now when I try to remember it. So that is the story of my hellish drive home from San Antonio.
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Wed May 10 @ the Parish
Essex Green w/ Brothers and Sisters, Belaire
doors 8pm
show 9pm
we play at 10, I think.
1 Comments:
Am I ever going to see you again. Seems like it has been forever and a day. Glad the creepy people at the gas station didn't get you.
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