Thanks to the e-mails from everyone wondering where I am! I'm perfectly OK, and I took some time to relax, catch up on sleep, and write.
It's great to know that I have people reading the TAO everyday, and that if I miss one day of blogging the tedious, sometimes humorous inklings of my stellar life... that my readers will take it upon themselves to figure out what's up with the silence. Thanks for the love, and I am glowing with the grandiose thoughts that the TAO is like blogger crack for all your cyber crackheads. DO any of you have lives? Just kidding.
So where to begin?
Molly left on Sunday to go home to Texas after a full week of fun, Phish, and other sorts of mayhem. I was elated to have her here, and devestatingly sad to see her go. Since we both live 2000 plus miles away, it's difficult for us to see each other regularly. I made a mini-short-film (49 seconds long) which I shot over last week. If you would like to my Molly in NYC film e-mail me! And I'll send you the file. (Note: it's about 1.2 MB, and you need Window Media Player to view it).
I blogged the Phish setlists from last week. Some good shows. I've been a lazy ass in writing up the reviews, and decided to save it for a new article in the next issue of Truckin'. But the shows were great. Philly and Nassau stand out as some of the better shows I've seen since Vegas and Albany in 2000. Gil and Spider had a balls out time at Nassau, as did Dead Guru Bruce Cohen and Molly. They all seemed to think it was one of the better shows they had ever experienced. I have been to every Phish show that Molly had been to (she's seen them 5 times) and without a doubt, Philly & Nassau were the best Molly shows to date.
Mexican Cousin is now one of my new favorite Phish songs. At first I thought it was a joke, throw away song, but after hearing it performed live... I realized... it's a sick song. A kick ass song. And I'm a little sad that Molly didn't like it at all! But in some fucked up, weird, eerie coincidence, she kept singing Mexican Cousin all weekend... so I guess it's either growing on her, or she's just got it stuck in her head because I sing it all the time.... Mexican Cousin again... I wanna wanna kiss your... oooooooooooooh!
Now I'll blog the lyrics for everyone to sing along... feel free to let loose on the subway, at traffic lights, going to the bathroom, in between phone calls at work, or while you are finishing up yout 250 hours of community service for soliciting a hand job from an uncover police officer, dressed up like a transvestite.
Mexican Cousin
Oh Tequila, I turn to you like a long lost friend
I want to kiss my Mexican Cousin once again
We'll cover every emotion from happiness to sorrow,
And the conversations I forget, you'll tell me about tomorrow
When the phone calls start, am I in bed or in a hearse?
The things you tell me about myself can't make me feel any worse
Well I'm awful sorry you got pissed
Just have to cross you off the list
Of my true friends...
And Tequila's where that starts and where it ends
I think Trey wrote the lyrics with Tom Marshall, I'm not 100% sure.
Beano and Zobo called me on their way from Atlanta to Greensboro, and it was great to talk to both of them, especially Beano! Since we hadn't seen each other or spoke to one another since September of 2000, it was a pleasure to hear his voice.
Anyway, the rest of this past weekend was spent taking pictures, and doing a little shopping with Molly in the East Village. We also went to the NoHo Star restaurant in NoHo, as suggested to her by her step-father, who saw something about the place on the Food Network. They had very good, tasty burgers. Later that night we met up at Pianos on the Lower East Side for Brad's b-day, he's one of Spider's twin brothers, and I got shitfaced drunk. Boogie showed up in her brand new coat, and she looked fabulous! It was another late night for us, and we didn't get home to nearly 5 AM. I was hungover all Sunday, and that's part of the reason I've been sleeping a lot the last 48 hours, when I haven't been writing.
My week was amazing. Now my life is a little off kilter, but Phish & Molly were well welcomed distractions! Some of the crazier moments involved a 36 hour stretch when I saw 2 Phish shows, heard my favorite Phish song, drove to and from Philly, got into an accident, was shit on by a pigeon, and given a joint filled with hash by a stranger. Wow. Just an average day and half in the life of me.
Is that it? How about one more bit of info. My breakfast today was a kinish and an "everything" bagel with extra butter. I read some of Hunter Thompson's book Kingdom of Fear this morning, and I'm going to write some more before my writer's group tonight. So don't excpect any more blogs today.
On Wednesday, I promise to catch up with all the e-mails, links, articles, etc... that y'all sent me the last 10 or so days! Plus I have to do Sigge's 11 Norwegian Questions, ESPN Pauly's Pub pool updates for College Hoops (Gil won!) and Fishing. In addition to getting the new pools ready for March Madness, Basbeall 2003, and the Oscar's pool.
Oh... I almost forgot. Senor finally e-mailed me. He moved to Cambodia. But I lost contact with him since his move. I'm starting to get a little worried. Maybe I'll have to go look for him? But I have to finish that Great American novel first....
More to come. Be sweet.
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