April 30, 2006
I'm proud of me
Heh. I enjoy being surrounded by intelligent, witty people. Unfortunately, nobody like that came to the Great Blown-Eyed Blodger Meet in Austin. The attendees were a bunch of drunken, slack-jawed, anti-social malcontents. I fit right in.
We had lots of live music, including some inspiring kazoo-playing. (Trust me---you've never heard "Rocky Racoon" until you've heard the Blown-Eyed Band play it.) I became goriously sunburned from sitting out on the sixth-floor deck by the empty swimming pool, where I performed admirably as Life Guard when I wasn't playing guitar and checking out the wimmen.
Speaking of the wimmen--- know what those sluts did? They hurt my delicate feelings, that's what they did. A bunch of them TURNED DOWN my offer to paint their toenails red and sneaked off on Saturday morning to have pedicures done by some Mexican gay-boy in a supposedly legitimate salon, which I think was a front for an illegal immigrant smuggling operation.
WTF were they thinking? I would have performed the same service for free, although my idea of burning off their foot-callouses with a Bic cigarette lighter MAY have discouraged a few of the shy ones from becoming my customers. Just damn! I thought bloggers had a sense of adventure.
Copious amounts of alcohol were consumed, but I remained steadfast and drank only club soda. Maybe that's why none of the wimmen let me paint their toenails. They didn't believe that I was really ME, especially after the sun made me look as if I had painted my FACE with red nail polish.
The still lovely, and very pregnant mouth of the got-dam south hung a name on the get-together yesterday. I kinda like it.
"The Blown-Star Blog-Meet."
If YOU didn't make it, you missed a good one...
"If YOU didn't make it...."
sniff, I wasn't even invited! :(
maybe next time. Sounds like a pretty good party
Rob, you nailed it: this was one helluva party. It was a pleasure being there with you and the rest of the Blown-Eyes and hearing you play that git-bucket.
Safe travel home, my man.
Hi, I am sitting in my friend's house and he is thinking about starting a blog because he said he felt influenced by me and another blogger...I've actually VISITED your blog before so that was really neat! Isn't it weird how two bloggers who've never met could influence someone's choice?
You know my friend as Texas Reb. (Randy in Texas).
Hope you're having a great day!!!!
Well if I'd have been there, you could've painted mine. In your honour, I DID paint mine red this weekend. First sandal weekend of the year!
Damn. You stayed sober with that crew? I'd let you paint my toenails (though you can keep the lighter!) Congrats on keeping the faith.
Well, Susan, it was a close call... we almost had a case of mistaken identity involving my gin & tonic & Rob's club soda! Fortunately quick reflexes and Rob's ability to spew a drink across a barroom saved the day!
"Blown Star"... isn't that a brand of beer...?
It was a frickin' blast... I haven't laughed so much in a long time.
Lots of great people, one great time. I'm definitely looking forward to the next one.
ScottG...everyone was invited. It's not like anyone made a secret of it. You want to come, feel free...just be prepared to hang out with a bunch of loons.
It was good to see you, Rob. I'm really proud of the way you've made a U-turn in your life. You looked and sounded 1000% better that you did at the Helen fest. Stay well and I'll see you at the next one!
I'm with all the above, damn it was a good time!
I was never offered, I kept waiting and waiting, but you were always napping!
Besides, I figure a pedicure from you would be like me giving you a circumcision.
Heh. Thanks for the nice words, Rob.