date night
went downtown last night to see little miss sunshine at the amc palace. good flick. on the way, we stopped at benito's to eat our fave food there (her: migas; me: pork tostadas) and saw professor robert cadwallader, who usedta buy me lunch there all the time and i hadn't seen since we ran into him and his wife at sardines the night of our wedding. he was playing the freddie king tribute in dallas with james hinkle and then rushing back to the fort to play j&j's with second hand soul. robert's wife denise was the person who gave me the idea of freelance writing about music for a living after i got shitcanned from radioshack. he was the muso who told me, when we had an instrumental band together six or seven yrs ago, "we can't go out without a singer; they'll _kill us_!" 'twas good to see robert again. he bought our dinner; we need to set up a time to return the favor to him 'n' his wife.
ran into chris blay and his dtr in the barnes & noble, and marcus and jen at the movie. that's what i like about living in a small town like fort worth: you can't go anywhere without running into somebody you know. there are street musicians playing around sundance square again. i heard a cat playing pan-pipes and another blowing blues harp within a block of the starbucks at the old coffee haus location at 404 houston. nice. pablo and the hemphill 7 were playing at the flying saucer, so we went in for awhile. pablo sounded great and it was a nice cool night for a change with lotsa breezes; perfect.
on the way home, we stopped at the li'l wreck room to tell rod dove that kat was gonna be making quiche the next day. talked to jesse sierra hernandez about his upcoming solo show at gallery 414; he's got twelve out of sixteen planned pieces complete. saw ray liberio and jon teague there; jon was running sound, and ray was talking with jesse about the show they're going to have at jesse's gallery 4 behind the wreck for gallery night next week. we watched a silly band called lazer who were like hans and franz from snl, only the joke went on way too long. (i did like the gtrist w/the television over his head, however, and the guy in the red army uniform whom i thought was a mannequin at first.) chuck stephenson from honchie gave me his leftover pizza and garlic bread from milano's. we stayed for a coupla honchie songs, then went home and slept the sleep of the dead. it was a real good night.
ran into chris blay and his dtr in the barnes & noble, and marcus and jen at the movie. that's what i like about living in a small town like fort worth: you can't go anywhere without running into somebody you know. there are street musicians playing around sundance square again. i heard a cat playing pan-pipes and another blowing blues harp within a block of the starbucks at the old coffee haus location at 404 houston. nice. pablo and the hemphill 7 were playing at the flying saucer, so we went in for awhile. pablo sounded great and it was a nice cool night for a change with lotsa breezes; perfect.
on the way home, we stopped at the li'l wreck room to tell rod dove that kat was gonna be making quiche the next day. talked to jesse sierra hernandez about his upcoming solo show at gallery 414; he's got twelve out of sixteen planned pieces complete. saw ray liberio and jon teague there; jon was running sound, and ray was talking with jesse about the show they're going to have at jesse's gallery 4 behind the wreck for gallery night next week. we watched a silly band called lazer who were like hans and franz from snl, only the joke went on way too long. (i did like the gtrist w/the television over his head, however, and the guy in the red army uniform whom i thought was a mannequin at first.) chuck stephenson from honchie gave me his leftover pizza and garlic bread from milano's. we stayed for a coupla honchie songs, then went home and slept the sleep of the dead. it was a real good night.
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