but its snot. right now its 138p and im uploading pics from last night but meanwhile all the cool clubs are having bands play for whats called “free parties” which is a way for regular austiners to see the shows without wristbands or badges or being on the exclusive rsvp list.

so right now Of Montreal is playing as is Kris Kristopherson and Diamond Nights, and Grady, and Oranger, and Nic Armstrong and i just called the pants and shes seeing members of the Wu Tan Clan and later im gonna see the drive by truckers.

but right now i have to upload pics for you and update this blog and change my fantasy basketball players around and do all this not glamourous shit that if i had an intern i could be out there experiencing the experience but right now im in here with a slight cough because the air conditioner and smoking and drinking effects my singing voice and whaaaa im at sxsw and i have a slight cough whaaaa.

the girl who wanted to make out with me last night text paged me. wtf with text paging? and whats so funny was the texas roller girls who i will take pictures of tonight actually being roller girls asked me three things: was i getting drunk enough, was i getting high enough, and have i gotten lucky enough with the women of austin.

as if if i said no to any of the above theyd see what they could do about rectifying that situation.

such sweet ladies. they i will miss the most.

i also need a computer thats about 239042384 times faster. and i need roomservice to know that at noon to bring me breakfast whether im up or not. and i need to be taller and i need to have my intern list out the shows i should be going to. and i need the cubs to stoke me with one more arm in the starting rotation.

and i need to tell you how much i heart all of you for putting up with my drunk blogging late at night but seriously here time isnt money, time is more valuable than that; here time is the difference between seeing your next favorite band or totally missing them and being stuck behind two jerkoffs from houston trying to decide if they want a cheese slice or a mushroom slice.

i have no idea what day it is what year it is what century it is, all i know is i think im about to see the drive by truckers for the first time ever and they have free bbq there. thats what i know.

and i know that i have it made in the shade and i have to – its my duty to – report on my findings, and last night i know the flaming lips played and people liked them but Go Team was the shit. and i cant wait for the rest of the world to accept them the same way Franz and the Strokes and the rest were accepted.

yes i didnt see Googogogoglg Bordello but theyre playing again here. so i will catch them then. until then this is your pal tone signing off.

oh and yes it did drizzle a little yesterday but people still played outside and in the streets and in the ovens and in the rivers and up the junctions and down the bends. this is where people come who love to play music and this is where people come to listen. i do love it here. but maybe only a tad more than im letting on.

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.

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

ior softball or dingleball or dodgeball thats it dodgeball and you can tell evedryone whats goihng on right then and if your phone is onb and youre readyh for some dodgeball people can announce whats happening and everone whose signed up to yhour shit will totallyh be all oh really theres hermit crab races at the starbucks? sweet.

but hopefully the peoplke in your dogeball crowd are coiol,. so what happened tonight was i was hangiong out with leah who i adroe. sadly oh by the way its 432aqm and i believe ive been doing some dreinking and along the way someone put something in my drink and someone trpped me in an airchamber rfull of not aitr but smoke so hi my name is sleepy and ive gotta sleep but i wanted to let you know that tongiht was good at the ranch.

leah is the cutest girl in texas. maybe the planet. turns out shes super straight edge and doesnt drink doesnt smoke which is totally fine with me becaause i was pretty straight edge when i was twenty. bad news is shes twenty so when we finnally made it to the front of the google party line she couldnt give them a valid id that said she was more than 20 and we werent allowed in, so we went over the the odeo party and she was too young for that and

she said you muyst hate me you must want to make me go home ore soimething and i was all no non ono ive been around the underaged before. this is something to get used to. and strangely i am used to it.

so we instead all went over to the green avacado? and had bbq. it wasnt the green avecado. it was the green chile? the green armidillo? somethingl it was something green. well the girl didnt want to serve us very much, she was so not into it, and maybe it was because i was an elderly gentleman getting fries for the very sweet barely not a teen leah, and mc brown who is beyond description.

we ate and ate and drank and the dputy had gone home by this point and you forget that some people have to work and this isnt their work and its fine normnally its not my work either and i have to go to sleep to go to work at some point but we did some good work today and we did some good play.

there were beers dranken. there was red bulls dranken. there was makers mark there was vodka there was rum. i cant think of being any other person in any other world. i can drink booze straight and nmot only doesnt it effect me but i can taste how good it is and its happy to be running down my throat.

once there was a time when it burned down there but now it takes its time and spreads flowers along the way and numbs the path right before the medicine comes down the road.

the texas roller girls were at the house tonight. quite a dicotomy between the super straight edge leah and the texas roller girls who all say that the other girl is their wife and know how to drink adn knnow how to take risque pictures when one of their friends has the buzznet camera.

several of the roller girls remembered me and said hello and i love them all. one of them as you remember has a broken leg. well she had a first date tonight and it was with a dude who also had a broken foot. i took a picture. i’ll put it up when i wake up at noon tomorrow.

ok my intern doesnt need to intern topless. that came out wrong. she needs to make tapas in tophats.

blurbomat + dooce + searls + blogads

for youre knowledge. i need a intern. i’ll be accpeting resumes when i get back to LA. must be a female. must be able to do things topless. muyst be able to remember all the people who i talk with during a comnfvention like last nnight. but must write shit down and take more pics than i do and interview people and fax the homeoffuice all the shit they need and must pack way more than 100 business cards cuz im already out.

muyst close my mouth when i drink. must not let me drink asw i sleep walk because its now 146pm and im waking up and im drunk and i hafta see mc brown rock the mic at his panel. must upload my piooccs and videos and tryuly must not let me go every day drunkblogging because yeah its cute but this very nice woman from cnn (who said i was cute – whoo hoo) said that someone recommended that she talk to me but she hasnt seen my blog before and i was all uhhh maybe youre better off not reading this this week cuz im full of booze and who knows what you’ll think.

last night i sat at the Odeo table during the web awards and i blogged and anywhere else that would be not at all cool and maybe it wasnt cool there but i think if anyone would understand it would be them. sorry i wasnt blogging for the busblog but i am now.

hi.

ok the buzznet blogads pbs knopff party was killer. they were turning away Dooce and Scoble and all these big wigs and normally thats cool but we actuiallly wanted those people in so we were all, dude if they arent carrying weapons please let them in, we have booze for them.

so theywere cool.

so i interviewed Craig from Craigslist and he acknowledged that the CEO of Buzznet, anthony batt actually did convince him to name craigslist craigslist.

i interviewed Scoble (pictured, right) and asked him the toughest question you could ask a blogger – whats your favorite blogs.

he held in there. then we went to Asher’s bar next door, the 710 room and it would be my local bar if i lived in Austin but the only way i would live in Austin is if i got a scholarship to be part of their Masters program – the one sk smith is in cuz sk knows her shit and she seems to like that school.

so dan and sk and marc and i drank and then walked over to 6th street and had some late night pizza and drank some more and all was well. all was well. im missing so much. ok the blogging while black panel was great.

there was even some controversy. George claimed that in the last panel that we were at i said that i was a “horrible writer” and i had to tell him that i dont remember saying that but now it dawns on me, i said that someone called me “the best bad writer out there” which i said that i loved because when you drunkblog or not spell check or

make new paragraphs whenever you want theres goonnna be people who say you suck or youre bad but when you get people to say that youre actually great at being bad then that is a freedom that most people dont have. fucking maureen dowd cannot

just
say
i
wanna
write

anywayiwanna write and say fuckshitfuckcuntpussycock whenever she wants.

a hot babe let me lick her nip last night, oh bodyshots thank you for existing

so george i think thats what you heard me say, but if i said i was a horrible writer then maybe i did, youre far more a sober soul than i.

there was more controversy at the panel like a white woman standing up and saying “yes i was the one who said that the moderator ‘spoke well’ last year.” which can be taken the wrong way among black folk because its like, what did you expect us to speak like? George Bush?

of course we’re well spoken.

afterwards we drank across the street and i got to meet some of the good people from the audience and oh shit its 4 minutes till marcs panel so i gotta shower and haul ass. i love you i need you i want you all.

tonights the google blogger party invite only, followed by the odeo party where i will interview ev and thank him for the 4398723 time for inventing this platform because without it i would certainly not be here today listening to NWA in this suite with a stack of business cards and phone numbers and this huge fucking smile on my face.

go to my buzznet page and watch the vids. i heart you all, bitches.