Yesterday was interesting.
I took the afternoon off of work to rest before going to the MMJ show in Tempe. Zoë couldn’t go to the show with me, so we hung out for a bit. The interesting part came when we got taken out to lunch by our super secret financial investor. It was nice to just sit down and shoot the shit. I still want to take part in the creation of a café/venue but I’m no longer stressing out about timelines and availability of property. I now look at it like a long term project that will happen in due time. I’m still looking and doing research on property in the downtown Flagstaff area. Hopefully something does crop up. My plans consist of scouring the downtown area to figure out who owns what property and what their longterm future plans are. Weird, eh?
So, I take off to Phx with my old roomie Tony and a friend of his. We are stoked and they sit in the back and talk nonstop. I liked it because it gave my mind something to focus on instead of the monotany of the road. The show itself was incredibly fun. Saul Williams was super energetic live, and got a bunch of kids up and about. I ran into the Necronauts crew. They’re playing Monte Vista on new year’s eve. I need to make it to that for a change! I also ran into onld High School folks. That was pretty sweet.
My Morning Jacket were amazing live. They had that feeling you get when you see a band that don’t give a shit where they’re playing or to whom, just that they’re having a good time. Mucho awesome solos and set selection. They also played my fav song of theirs:
At Dawn
at dawn they ride again, they’ll haul you out to the streets.
They’ll burn your papers and your empty trash cans,
beat this thought into your head, singin over and over again:
“all your life is obscene!”
“forget the papers, forget your musical dreams!”
but that’s when my knife rises,
their life ends and my life starts again!
I swear I’m gonna cover that someday.
Also, Tony’s friend disappeared somewhere during the set. When we went outside after the show, we were like “where is she at?” I see a security person consoling some girl puking uncontrollably. Uh-oh. Great. Tony bucks up and heads over there. She somehow got way too loaded at the show and was all sorts out of it. All I can think is “gret, she’s gonna puke all over my car.” Man, I’m a selfish jerk. Haha. We clean her up, and get her in the car. She falls asleep immediately. Good. Whew. Tony appologizes and I’m like “dude, no worries.” As long as she doesn’t puke in the car.
We make it back early 1:30-ish and I hop into bed to sleep. The End. 
Oh, funny thing is that our bed is downstairs in the living room. We moved it down there because we painted the bedroom and bathroom and needed to air out for a day or so. Zoë and I then got addicted to watching the Desperate Housewives box set and keep forgetting to move the bed back. I should take care of that tonight. I mean, we can’t have a bed in the middle of the living room during Zoë’s party on friday, right?!?!
