Vacation part 1 - the roomate is gone

So my vacation is starting to take shape. For the first leg of complete freedom my roomate is away in California. I wanted to create some activities that would take advantage of the silence.

Activity #1: "A food borne illness grows in Brooklyn." Kristin received a frozen turkey as a Thanksgiving gift and a black truffle as an Xmas gift from her work. So we are going to have a full on Xmas dinner this weekend. Turkey is defrosting and by tomorrow night it is getting a brine. Neither of us have cooked a turkey so this is going to be pretty interesting. Definitely going to make a truffled mashed potatoes, and may even baste the turkey in truffle butter. Any other suggestions for truffle oriented sides? I imagine by the time the truffle has run its course I'm going to drop it in olive oil and have an awesome truffle oil for a while.

Activity #2: Demolish what is left of my hearing. I will be recording. A lot. LOUDLY. I want to experiment with both recording live guitars in the studio and using some new mic techniques. Expect some noise up soon.

Yes, I'm back

Have been for a while. Why no Texas stories? Mostly, sadly enough, I've been too lazy to transfer pictures off of my camera. It is easy as shit to email myself something off the blackberry, but the old Sony camera is a real pain in the ass. I will post stuff, I promise. For my own personal memory glass as much as anything else. Short answer is, it was great, it was really needed, it was way too short.

So long, suckers!

I'm out of here. At about 5:30 am tomorrow I will wake up, shower, get picked up on the way to JFK and I'm done. I'm going off the grid until next week.

Goodbye crappy day job, goodbye MySpace, goodbye band, goodbye drama, goodbye Flickr, goodbye OiNK, goodbye IM and the new virtual punch card, goodbye everything.

Yes I will have continued email access, but I am straight up off the web. If you want me, call or text me. If you don't know me or talk to me regularly, goodbye for now. I'll probably start re-posting around Wed or Thursday.

Lord knows I need a break from everything. I am coming Austin. I will be eating all of your smoked pigs, buying your cowboy hats, and as a New Yorker who has worked around Times Square for many years will photograph everything with impunity.

Stay classy, Brooklyn. I'll see you next week. For now, I'm a ghost floating through walls. I am one load of laundry away from sleeping away the wretched excess of the last week and shedding my responsibilities like a reptile. Find a way to stay Metal in my absence. Go see Sonata Arctica on Saturday at BB King's. Me? I couldn't possibly give less of a fuck. I'm out of here.

Austin is go!

Plane tickets and hotel have been reserved! Now we all just gotta hope Ms. Bollocks makes the roster!

She already warned me that I will be referred to by everyone as "Mr. Bollocks" since no one knows me. I'm pretty fine with that. Since I play the rock and roll and always try to get involved in cool or offbeat things usually a girl is tagging along with me. I think it is pretty rad that the roles are being reversed and I'm the person supporting, not being supported. This time I'll be the person tagging along. I will make new friends among the "derby widows" as they are apparently called.

Not that it sounds like there will be any shortage of things to do. Aside from checking out the games and the official burlesque show after-party, I am grilling Graham for a list of awesome shit and BBQ. Apparently I need to see a movie at the Alamo Movie House. Any one got any other suggestions of fun things to do?

Unfortunately we are going to be there right after the Austin City Limits festival so rock shows are rather limited. The only thing that even hits the radar is Interpol/Liars at Stubb's. Shitty bands from Brooklyn that I do not want to see when I am here are going to be in Texas the same time as me! Woo?