I was doing really great with my writing schedule over the last three weeks. So what happened? Why did I miss a music blog yesterday?
Well, simple: it was my birthday. I’m now the grand old age of 44. In New Englandese, I’m an old faht. A. said her present to me is letting me spend even more money at Amoeba today with no strings or guilt trip attached. Heh.
We spent most of the day going to a restaurant on Divisadero called Brenda’s Meat & Three, where I had a ridiculously large breakfast po-boy with a side of cheddar grits. We drove over to the Mission where we hung out at ImagiKnit, Borderlands and Dog Eared Books, and took pictures of the local scenery. On the way back we stopped at the Bi-Rite on Divisadero for my cake (after a brief one-block walk up Hayes to Alamo Square, where, after 9 years of living in the city, we finally saw the famous Painted Ladies houses). And ended the day watching nine consecutive episodes of Azumanga Daioh and having sushi for dinner. And cake, of course.
Anyhoo! This means that I don’t have too much have to say musically today. At least not at the moment, as I am being the Biggest Slacker in Town, considering I so rarely take personal days off. I didn’t even shower until after 8am! The shock and horror! Well…all this is due to the fact that Amoeba doesn’t open until 11am, so I have a bit of time to kill. I have a few more cds and dvds I can gather to sell to the store so I can get credit.
And A. is supplying me with WetNaps, as I will likely be spending most of my time in the dirty and dusty dollar bins. Once I return I will report on my purchases and any other silliness that goes on in the Haight.
See you on the flipside, kids!