What in the hell happened to Sunday?
Craziest day ever.
Heading home early.
Things got hairy. More tomorrow.
Got here a few hours ago. Death Cab playing right now. Pretty excellent despite more than a few technical difficulties. Its finally cooling down. Sun going away. Thank christ. Beer from the anthem party is already fixing to make for an interesting evening. They’re playing the new single now.
Just after two in the afternoon. At the anthem mag pool party. Free drinks and sunglasses. Everybody else in the pool. But I can’t swim so I’m updating my blarg and drinking newcastle.
Sitting by the pool at some fatcat desert hot springs resort. There’s a woodworking convention here. Everybody seems to be named gary, and its almost 100 degrees outside. And there are two cute girls with accents sitting across the pool. Everything around here looks like mars.
Its 930 in the morning. Just walked out of Morongo Casino having doubled my money, then lost it, then broke even. The gambler’s dream. First time ever in a casino too. Greg made 20 on digital roulette and paid for gas money. I can see why people get into this shit. I think I already have a gambling problem. We’re off to a good start.
Just saw a circus vargas tent set up just of the 10. Haven’t seen one of those since I was a kid. Didn’t have the good sense to take a picture. Maybe I’ll remember tomorrow. Probably not. No traffic yet. Hope that holds up. Its 8 am. I’m not sure where we are exactly. The outskirts. The hinterlands. Nope. Covina. Just saw a sign.
So starting here
Its not even 730. Got almost enough sleep. JK and Champion running late. I haven’t been up this early without going to the airport in a long time.
The countdown begins...
Leaving tomorrow at seven in the morning. Up at 6. We’ll see then how much sleep’s to be had in the interval.
Coachella 2008: A Prelude
Here’s a thing I wrote for this place I work: A Hustlin Ass Guide to Coachella 2008 It’s almost upon us once again: Starting tomorrow (or tonight if you count the pre-game festivities), the Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival descends on Indio, CA. Despite my bitching and complaining about the lineup a few months back, I’ll be all up in that thing come Friday...
Liveblogging: One of the Top Five Grossest Words...
That said, I’ll be making my first attempt at liveblogging, or deadblogging(that was a terrible joke. I’d apologize if I thought anyone was actually reading this), or really any kind of blogging this weekend from Coachella. All adventures and misadventures will be document in excruciating detail. From the car ride on up to Prince taking the stage and deflowering 20 virgins in a row...