I had a pretty good weekend in Austin. There was a band practice Friday afternoon and a trip to 6th Street that night. I haven’t been barhopping in, well, years. It was more fun (and more expensive) than I remember. I met up with some friends for birthday festivities. One of said friends just finished her first year of law school and said she didn’t think she’d be ready for real life in two years. Shit, I’m not ready for real life right now.

Saturday was a lazy day. That night, however, was a special treat for me. I went to the Elephant Room with a bunch of old college buddies. The Elephant Room is a jazz venue in the basement of a downtown high-rise in Austin. I don’t get to see live music that often and I get pumped for any shows whatsoever. The jazz group we saw was lead by a singer that is giving Andres vocal lessons. She did a great trumpet impersonation. The strange thing was that she was more drunk than she should have been and was cracking up at every funny face the bass player made. She spent a good portion of the set doubled over in laughter.

Sunday was mostly spent at Chris’ house drinking beer and eating hamburgers in celebration of his birthday. And the weekend. Happy Birthday Chris. It was a great way to end my Austin weekend.

Things went downhill from there.

I spent Sunday evening ironing shirts, folding laundry, and doing dishes. And since I failed to drag my lazy ass to the store, I have no food.

On the bright side, I just got back from Pint Night at the Flying Saucer and I’ve got Johnny Cash on the stereo. I should be alright. Johnny's here to make sure my buzz doesn't go to waste.

Last, but not least, there are pictures! I got a digital camera and tested it out on my friends. See the link on the left under "pictures".