Waking up in Robert Daley's house
Today I woke up in Robert Daley's house, in Austin, Tx. It's nice. I met the bunny and watched it hump the basketball and has nightmares about it. The bunny doesn't just hump the ball. The honey fucks the shit out of the ball. Poor ball.
I went to many bars in Austin last night and today am promised that there is a big book store involved in our sight-seeing.
I will also be seeing the grounds for the meet-up. Or, at least, the proposed grounds. I will try to take pictures
He and his chick Emily are wonderful hosts, so that's a good sign.
More on this will come later. As for right now I'm on five hours sleep, need some coffee and want to soak in as much Austin as possible before my flight later today.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
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How did you get from here to there so quick? Walk? I'm sure Daley will show you his [I]thing [/I]if he hasn't already. Have fun, take a lot of pictures.
[QUOTE=Dr.Jekyll&Mr.Hyde]How did you get from here to there so quick? Walk? I'm sure Daley will show you his [I]thing [/I]if he hasn't already. Have fun, take a lot of pictures.[/QUOTE]
Flew down on Friday morning. Met my dad to see my brother's opening game - he's a pitcher for TSU. Last night I parted ways with them and met up with Daley. I leave in two hours for the snow and concrete of Albany. Boooo.
Daley grew a beard. He looks like Grizzly Adams, except sexier.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
[QUOTE=anxious phoenix]Flew down on Friday morning. Met my dad to see my brother's opening game - he's a pitcher for TSU. Last night I parted ways with them and met up with Daley. I leave in two hours for the snow and concrete of Albany. Boooo.
Daley grew a beard. He looks like Grizzly Adams, except sexier.[/QUOTE]
Pics?
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That sounds like fun. I'm with Fuzz, I'd love to see some photos. 
I'm an ass. I kept forgetting my camera whenever we went anywhere. But I know Daley has a picture of us cuddling on the couch. I'll leave that up to him to post cause I'm home now.
It was 70 degrees when I left Texas. In Albany, it is 16. Weather is stupid.
I'm tired. Sleep. I will tell my tale tomorrow.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
Does anyone else [i]really[/i] like the idea of the Robs cuddling?
Maybe like it a little too much?
There is hope, but not for us.
Negative. [SIZE=1][COLOR=DarkSlateGray][RIGHT]Yes[/RIGHT][/COLOR][/SIZE]
This is the part where we shush Jane and tuck her in bed and pretend she never said anything.
[QUOTE=mirka]This is the part where we shush Jane and tuck her in bed and pretend she never said anything.[/QUOTE]
"Quiet dear, the grownups are talking now."
There is hope, but not for us.
[QUOTE=jane s.]"Quiet dear, the grownups are talking now."[/QUOTE]
I bet anything the bunny sleeps on the pillow right next to your cheek.
did daley [i]( tpoch iyoud?)
Well, It was a fun time. It was great to see my friend AP. I slept in his house in NYC and he slept in my house in Austin. All thanks to the Cult.
We didn't do too much. we only had a night and morning togoether, but I tried to show him the sights.
The first night we went out, Me, AP and my chick. We ate at Ruby's Barbeque which is very tasty. We went to a Johnny Cash theme bar. Very cool. Then we went to a super duper dive bar called Ego's which is located in the basement of a office building. Then we went to Club Deville where Ubikrex and I had drinks with Clevenger. Then we went to Lala's, an extreame dive bar that you can smoke in even though it;s illegal in Austin to smoke in bars now. Then we went to eat at Kirby Lane Cafe.
On Sunday morning after 5 hours of sleep I woke up feeling good even though I had a lot to drink to the night before. I drove AP around town, took him to my favorite coffee barn and just sorta looked at the town.
It wasn't very eventfull, but the point was to get to see my friend Rob. Which I did.
I tried to get a hold of Ubikrex but had no luck in doing so.
"well she's either a cruel horny bitch or she might actually like you." - audreythirteen
[QUOTE=nathaniel parker]did daley [i]( tpoch iyoud?)[/QUOTE]
English please.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
Here is the ONLY picture we took.
dig my badassed Manuary beard!
"well she's either a cruel horny bitch or she might actually like you." - audreythirteen
All the way to fucking Texas, and we took one goddamn picture.
P.S. While I may be wearing a look of serenity, I'm actually stone fucking drunk in that picture.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
[QUOTE=rkdaley]Here is the ONLY picture we took.
dig my badassed Manuary beard![/QUOTE]
I was about to say, " are you drunk?" But AP was quicker. And yeah, 1 photo, fucking slackers.
He has that rosy drunk look about him! As though your head is straining from being so full of booze.
EDIT: OMG guys the voluptous red canteen is in fact anxious phoenix's head!
My head is a red canteen?
Anyway, here we go:
Went to Texas to see my brother play baseball. Stayed up all night Thursday and left Albany on Friday morning at 6-fucking-a.m. Got into Austin and me and my dad got some food and watched my brother pitch his first college save. Which was nice, but not as nice as him starting tomorrow. Kinda pissed that I have to miss that one.
Anyway. Texas was fucking COLD. We sat in the rain and the wind for his game, and it felt like it was in the 40s. I did not understand. Between the weather, the stunning lack of cowboys and the fact that I fell asleep on the planes (stopover in Chicago), I did not feel like I was in Texas. It was weird. When I drive, I know I put the work in. Flying is cheating.
After the game me and my dad and my brother got STEAK, and I put that in caps because it was so damn good. And then we dropped my dad off at the hotel and I took my brother back to his college, and before we got there we stopped and bought two twelve packs and snuck them into his dorm. To his friends, I was a conquering hero, since they're all 18, 19 and 20. I told them I would be an irresponsible older brother to not buy him beer.
So I drank and played video games with a bunch of college students, which is OK because I'm only 23.
The next day my dad woke me up and told me it was noon and I was lazy and I should get out of bed. So I did and I showered and got dressed and say that it was 9 a.m. He likes to get out of bed early and lied to me so I would get out of bed and we would go to San Antonio. So I called him an asshole and we went to San Antonio.
We parked the car and came out of the parking garage and all of a sudden there was the Alamo, and I had forgotten my digital camera (recurring theme) so I shot it with my camera phone and sent it to my friend, who lives in NYC, which ended up getting 26 inches of snow. She was angry.
Then we ate and saw the second game and my brother didn't play and they got beaten. The pitcher walked in TWO RUNS. I think in Texas they put you down for that. Also, it was still cold.
Then Daley picked me up at the hotel and we went into Austin, and I finally met Emily -- she's a dear -- and we got badass JAMBALAYA, which was so good it also deserves caps. Then we drank in many places, including a Johnny Cash themed-bar called the Mean Eyed Cat. I do not believe in God or heaven, but if I'm off base and I die and go to heaven (which I have no shot at but whatever) this will be it. So we drank lots and did lots of stuff and went to Lala's, where little old ladies are the bartenders and you can smoke inside (!) and there's wood paneling everywhere so it's like a suburban den from the 1970s.
Then we went to Daley's house and he told me how he was going to move to Alaska or something, I dunno, I was pretty drunk. And every time I went outside it was so cold I could SEE MY FUCKING BREATH. And I only brought a thin pullover cause I figure, it's fucking Texas. After that I was figuring, Fuck Texas.
Also, I forgot to mention this, but one of their dogs went after the bunny. It was scary. I didn't see it, I was in the bathroom. So there was suspense and drama, for like two minutes. That happened earlier, though.
So I went to bed in Emily's son's bed, who was gone, so now I can say that I went to Texas and woke up in the bed of a 10-year-old boy. I slept for five damn hours but felt pretty good when I got up, so we got food and went to a book store that I fell in love with and hated Daley for having in his life. Great staff picks and banned books and two levels and tons of great stuff. We also went to a small used book store. I bought "Please Kill Me: An Uncensored History of Punk," "On The Road" by Jack Kerouac and another book that caught me as I went to the register. I forgot the title but it's about the homogenization of media and entertainment to the point that it's stiflinf independence and creativity. Or something. Which is a subject I feel very passionate about.
Then we got SAMMICHES, which were good and weren't spectacular but I just really like sammiches. And then I took a shower and stuff and went to the airport and gave Daley a big hug, and him and Emily were awesome and really gracious hosts. So I read most of "Please Kill Me" on the planes and have never been in Chicago but spent an hour hanging out in O'Hare -- Chicage sucks, it's just a big fucking airport -- and then got home and slept only a few hours and then went to work and everyone keeps asking me why I look hungover and I tell them it's because I didn't sleep much.
-the end-
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
I forgot...
[b]RELEVENT MEET-UP INFORMATION[/b]
Daley showed me the property of the bed and breakfast he's thinking of cramming us into. The place is fucking gorgeous. I didn't see the inside, but there's a lot of space, and it's in a good area -- lots of cool shops and stuff within a few blocks, plus another hotel for people who want to live it up high-style.
There's a free bus, apparently, that runs from the downtown entertainment district to this area, which is good.
And there's tons of great bars and great restaurants. Like, too many to choose from.
And the bookstore I mentioned, it was amazing. Very awesome, and I'm sure a lot of us will be able to waste a lot of a day just inside there.
Overall, Austin is a cool fucking town, and I think it's a great choice for the meet-up. Nice and relaxed and lots to choose from and open space and good prices.
"The true New Yorker secretly believes that people living anywhere else have to be, in some sense, kidding." — John Updike
[QUOTE=rkdaley]Here is the ONLY picture we took.
dig my badassed Manuary beard![/QUOTE]
I love this picture so much.
Did you have a dance-off?
There is hope, but not for us.
Dude, nice. Daley and Ubik stopped by last year for a few days. Yeah, very good people. Wished my woman and I coulda met Emily, but some other time..
No matter what, Im sure I'll/we'll be at the next meetup, especially if it is around the TX/AR area
kabol
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