Only FIVE miles.

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Yesterday I came home to find Leon going through old VHS tapes. He found an old home movie from 1988, where he and his sister were doing skits, commercials, and lip synching songs. At first I was kind of weirded out by seeing my boyfriend as a young boy. But then I got used to it and it was just hilarious. I love that boy.

Like coffee, but different.

In yesterday's meeting:
Good morning people. Please come up with $30,000 in funds. Good bye.



So here I am, reading emails, planning a show, shopping eBay, blog posting. I'm truly terrible.




Truly, truly, truly.

Keg Stand

Party weekend USA. Friday I went to a party. We played with duct taped, fake weapons. I fell asleep watching jujitsu techniches on VHS. They spent 15 minutes on the spot above your elbow. Saturday I went to another party. They had dogs, keg stands, dancing, pledge on the floor, Krusty The Clown, nail polish and band-aids.

Sunday we had a show at BOTH. It was fun and frustrating. I should have brought my own amp. On the way home we were followed. No doubt by rabid fans. Such is the life of stars. Next week I have my own E! True Hollywood Story.

Now showing

The Crabapples (I see blonde people)
The Frenchmen (That's us)
Evening Lights (That's them)
From Bubblegum To Sky (Metrosexual)

This Sunday 10/19
4PM Bottom Of The Hill
San Francisco

Free BBQ food
Door $7