yesterday was the end of the interactive convention so we celebrated by eating crabs and crawfish and shrimp and potatoes and then i gave my camera to miss amerikill and she didnt give it back. so now ive lost my phone and my camera. actually its marcs camera. i saw her fall down with it and i should have probably taken it back then but shes a derby babe she falls down occassionally, i thought.

things were mildly insane last night. i know its easy to overexaggerate roadtrips or festivals or big parties staring lesbian hip hoppers and gay black rappers, but thats not where the insanity happened. and its continuing to happen. and im so sleepy because the pants and chris needed a place to stay last night and of course mc brown said oh you can sleep on our floor.

but nobody ever ends up sleeping on the floor in those situations, theres beer that gets picked up, a card game breaks out, someone has 4-5 cigars, honky gets spun on the cd player, after a while you see the neighbors have come over to join in on the poker. poker i didnt even touch her. and then you see the sun coming up just like the grand canyon.

and then bunny mcintosh is calling at 8am saying she will be at our hotel in an hour and then you hear a delightful little tap on the door and hey look someone really is sleeping on the floor and then bunny has nowhere to sit so she ambles around and the pants is doing yoga because all the red bulls she had at the red bull house is making her jittery.

so we decide to go get some breakfast, and yeah, theres a rumor that if we walk to the four seasons SPIN is giving away some passes to their private show.

there was a time when i loved spin and would write bob guiccione jr a christmas card and tell him that i was going to write for them one day, that i was going to be a famous writer, and that i didnt want to work for anyone else, just spin, always and forever.

but then they got sold and then they got bad and now everythings upside down and i dont know what to do with my career or life or anything so we walked up 6th and then down congress and over the river and chris said hey look and he pointed at the four seasons and we turned around and walked there and nobody knew anything about any spin thing, so we ate breakfast at this mexican breakfast place

but first we had to wait outside which was fine because we saw lyle lovitt walk out with his new hottie and he looked pretty cool but not as tall as i expected

annd then we saw mca walk out once we were seated and he looks awesome but way more gray in his hair and beard but that was to be expected, what wasnt to be expected was that he woudl be eating there. but there are tiny surprises in every box and sometimes yours is a spider ring and sometimes yours is a beastie boy.

hopefully miss amerikill will return the camera and it wont be broke and all will be well. until then im gonna get a nap, its 125p. i heart you all suckers.
on tap for tonight: Of Montreal, Morrissey, DJ set with Shepard Faireym Googel Bordello or whatever those gypsies are called.

now that the music has started i may have peaked too early. we’ll see.

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