sxsw. day sin. asstin

im not a good person. thats been astablished. i rush to jusdgements i criticize vehemently.l i dont spell cueck i dont grammar check i dont update as much as i used to . i dont ewrite as much as i used to. my early stuff was so much better. and even that was a rip off of someone. and now ive resigned myself to the easiest form of writing of all times. the drunk blog. i could get used to this. so could my liver. my whole body actiually is all dude this is so isla vista this si so tony del playa. this is so right on . this is what blogging is all about.

but my body is wrong. my head is wrong. my drugs are wrong. my post nasal drip is gone. my round the way girl is gone. my neighbors are goone. my roommate is gone. its all wrong. i wronged a girl today in the room. she swore she liked it but how can you trust girls you meet at a place called the blind pig who let you take them back to the room so she can show you what she learned when she used to be a dancer.

im no good im no good im no good baby im no good. here i am at the my chemical romance after party. here i am leading the way. here i am at the red bull house. here i am sorta drunk blogging but really only buzzed blogging because ive only had three xtra strojng screwdrivers. and its only 11pm. i might just take a cab back to 6th street so i can see J Mascis’s new joint Witch.

im sorry dudes i didnt see the Drive By truckers. i didnt see so many bands. but i did see this all girl metal band from the OC called pretty in stereo who i fell in love with. i did see the Neighborhood who made me stop walking down the street with m’lady whose irish who said kiss me im irish and i was all blow me im black and she pretty much did right there. anyways the neighborhood reminded me of the replacements so i stopped with her and we danced the dance of two drunkards about to play show and smell.

oh and i saw the grates. ys they were great. so cute too. if bjork wasnt so gd arty and just had fun.

oh and i saw djengue fever the other night. also adorable. if bjork was vietnamese and crazier.

ive never wanted to be anyone else but you. ive never been happyt in my hat. ive never been satisfied. im never wrong. things are never right. but i cant believe how well this benadryl d is. i had to get it from behind the counter and the ladies made me sign a form. the ladies made me show id. the ladies made me write down my address.

1060 w. addison, chicago, il

so the ceo of buzznet said that he didnt care that there were 1300 bands at sxsw, that unless i got pictures of my chemical romance who are one of the biggest draws to buzznet with one of the best communities on our site, that the trip here was worthless and similarily if i got good pics then i was the man and this whole trip was worth twice the price.

so i got to the place just in time. the place being emos. the place being anywhere you are. the place being anywhere all the cool kids are. the place being the only place where i could stand dead center on a tiny rise above everyone and right in front of a fan cuz it was hot in there. and sometimes the lord looks right down on you and blesses you and says tony yr the man and tells you tony i know sometimes you think youre on the wrong path and sometimkes you are on the wrong path fuckr but im gonna thrwo you some right down the middle and let the kids know why youre here.

anhd after 343 mcr pictures i have a feeling that when i get back to LA those fuckrs are gonna give me a few days off cuz ive been working long long hours pimpin and bustin and listening to great music and showing people what buzznets about and telling people no i wont take your big money new job that im happy where i am. which is writing you on the busblog and sheparding the chosen ones in buzznet.

and tomorrow i will upload more mcr pics as well as a lot from the roller derby but right now i hafta dance with this chick who i thought only liked babes but whaddya know. sometimes the rules change right there midstream and you can either rage against the smoke machine or begin the beguine.

i love you for pot smokeing.

your chemical rain dance.

and heres some more
for my irish friends here on st paddys day

raspberry + some of my mcr pics + mc browns video of The Go Team + the pants’ pics of gogogo bordello

day sex

sxsw. asustin sextas. i think ive f0und a new calling. i think im the new drunk bloggr. i think people will copy this shit. i think i inveneted it. actually im sure i didnt envent it but lets all pretend for a second that its one samll step for man and one gigantic bong rip for mankind.

me and marc brown saw googogogogogo bordello and then ran two doors over and saw Honky and now we’re at the red bull house and this dude is playing such killer mixes that i felt like maybe this is the time that i should say hi to the world. hi babies.

ok so we saw From Montreal On Montreal In Montreal some shit. some fucking shit. some fucking pretentious name, but you know what, those fuckers werent bad. you cant really be bad when you have a 1969* Gibson SG even if you put a butterfly on it. even if you have eyeliner and eye shadow and glitter and all this other shit on your shitl. even if you dont really know what sorta music youre all about,. youre still ok. and i gotta say Of From Montreal was ok,. theyh were fun. i danceed. i even kissed a cute gurl on the cheekl then i told her she was hotl. then i asked her out on a date. then i told her she was super hot. then she said maybe to the date. then i danced.

then i dont know what happened. world, i dont know what the plan is for me in this world. i dont know what im meant to do here on this square circle but im meant to be at sxsw every year and i dont know if i will ever get paid laid or made but im meant to dance to the funky beats by the dj of the red bull house in 2006 thats for damn sure so let me get off this computer quickly.

but first let me tel yyou that we also saw honky at the red eye five or whatever the hell its called and our girls the texas roller girls were there and they were dancing and they threatend to make out with me in the batthroom but i dont wanna make out with anyoine in the batthrrooom i wanna make out on the street in the trees behind bushes on the roof oin the room on the floor in the zone in the air tonight. i dont wanna make out cuz tonight i have this weird cough thats trying to take me over. i have post nasal drip minus the nasal i have the drip.

but you know whats killing it? booze,. lots of straight alchohol. im gonna drink more infact but first i have to tell my baby in vancouver that i heart her for wearing that buzznet shirt with no bra and taking pictures. theres a power in nipples. i dont know what exactly but theres a power there and its 3am and the party is still going on and on till the break of dawn and mc brown is going back to cali tomorrow and i will be alone in my hotell and you know what that means , it means i wont be alone in my hotel and thats great if all works out which is why i asked for a date from the girlie tomorrow but you never know what will happen.

all i know is theyre mixxing Prince with some beat and its good.

amd i miss you LA and i miss you rest of the world. and i miss you stratosphere.

but im here and im straight and im a’ight.

which means hugs and kisses and smoke rings
honky riuled
gogogogogogogogogo bordellow ruled

xxoxoxoxoaustin ruled

its not over i think i have enough in the tank to pull this shit off

we had cuban food and i though tabout the last time i was with a cunban

are the americans winning shit in baseball?

im gonna get some mroe action in texas and i cant bleive it.
we went to the roller derby tonight and all i can say is
omg omg omkgomg omgogmgmogmogmgomgomgogmogm