Team Awesome is playing at Chris Palazzo's Spanish Town Parade after-party Saturday Feb 5th , from right after the parade till we're all too drunk to dance. 601 Spanish Town Rd, corner of 6th & Spanish Town.


you should come by if you're around.

WHAT THE FUCK. I woke up at Noon and said to myself? WHAT THE FUCK, today is SATURDAY, I am a lazy piece of shit, I have missed the Spanish Town parade.

BUT, today isn't Saturday, which means that yesterday wasn't Friday. Which must have been really confusing to everyone to whom I wrote "Have a great weekend" in e-mails yesterday.

How does this happen?

I have a few travel information requests, I thought I would post them here collectively. Please offer any advice you can in the comments.

Trip #1: On my way to Austin, TX I get to be in San Francisco from 9:15am until checkin for my next flight at about 1pm. If you had never been to SF before but you had always wanted to go, how would you spend this time? I understand there is a bus from SFO to the Transbay terminal. Is there a better/faster way to get down near Fisherman's Wharf or wherever? Maybe the best way to spend a few hours is just to find a place with a great view and walk around, go for sushi or coffee or whatever. Hopefully Loren has some tips. I don't know who else knows the city well, but any ideas are welcome! Also, if anybody wants to tour guide me for a couple hours in exchange for beers, that would be fun.

Trip #2: The week after that I will be in Boulder, CO. I'm not going skiing, but I want to go hiking, and I will have a car. Is there hiking around Boulder or Denver that really stands out? Anything else in those cities that I should make an effort to see/do/eat/drink?

Trip #3: This should be the big payoff. My parents-in-law are going to drive through the south, including Houston, Red Stick, NO, through Alabama/Miss to Florida. I am looking for some advice and things to see/do for fun that would not be included in your standard travel guide. Really unique restaurants, great blues/jazz places that aren't right in the centre of NO, how to get in on an authentic crawfish boil, etc etc. You get the idea. They are mid-50's, in good shape to hike, climb, whatever, somewhat adventurous and fairly seasoned travellers.

I look forward to benefitting from your combined wisdoms. Non-headers are welcome to email me and I can post your comments in here if that's ok.

Southdowns parade is tonight at 7:00 p.m. I'll be out there with some people, if you see me, come by, say "hi" I'll give you a pabst.

Today I saw a woman walking toward me on the street, she ran her fingers through her long auburn hair and then looked down at her boobs--I guess to check them, to make sure they were okay. I love seeing that. It gives me a warm feeling inside when I see a girl look at her own boobs. It's a rare simple pleasure. It's like seeing a rainbow. It's like a glimpse of cloud that suddenly takes the form of a smiling manatee in a rocking chair smoking a hookah, then quickly twists back into fluffy nothing. Lucky.

It's been warm spring weather here for the past week or so. I think I have the fever already. My dreams are full of bosoms like the golden twilight moon lifting above the horizon in anticipation of a virgin friday evening. The second hand on the clock flicks like an eyelash, clicking like wet lids blinking. Warm breath on the neck of submission; the weekend is waiting to come.