Lexie & Kelly are messin’ with Texas‚Ķ

This Shit Is Bananas!: We parked our asses curbside to eat Stubbs BBQ, because a table wait was not happening and who did we see but Michael Showalter sitting at the corner table as we waited in the take-out line. Dude was with his comedy posse, so we diverted attentions to our grub.

Nineteen parties got shut down last night, as we found out while waiting for the rude fucks at Factory People to let us in for Dave P and Peaches. City ordinances and all of that. Uncool, Austin, uncool.

Confessions On The Dancefloor: The dance floor was unusually dead, with Mstrkft jams pumping in the air, all the movers and shakers were at the free BBQ buffet.

We traded an invite to the Philebrity Jawn to a foxy Brit duo just to hear them say this: “Ice lolly.” They then invited us back to their hotel room for what would surely amount to a round of fish&chips and Guinness pints, with a side of pasty skin.

Was it free? Lexie smuggled a Bunny pillow out of Playboy, and in the words of Ruth, “If it was out, it was there to take.”

Scene Points: If you’re golden enough to hail a cab in Austin, do get ready to be wooed by a charismatic driver who deserves to have hisr own talk show. This full-service band of brothers offers everything from sage advice and directional ESP to dinner dates and marijuana hook-ups. WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS.

Barry & Nate from Rhapsody Streaming Audio, way to rock?! These connected motherfuckers came through in a time of need. Drama was, we were stuck outside the Playboy bash waiting for the band guest list to show up, when who should arrive but our new friends from Wednesday’s Festival Hotel cocainepartytrainsoldiersexjam, to save the day. They quickly gifted us with wristbands and we were ushered inside where a wonderland of free meat, free flesh, free spirits, and free baby tees fell into our freebie-lovin’ arms. Thanks, fellas! Our casa is your casa.

Trendfucking:

Beer At CVS! You can get beer just about anywhere here, so no surprise that your local pharmacy is a carrier. Why does this not happen in Philadelphia? Our hearts are sore.

Vegan Sex! With all of the vegan sausage going around, and ohman! is the Hot Dog Truck delivering, it is entirely feasible and usually expected that a vegan tryst will occur while waiting in line at Emo’s.

The Ice Cream Men are indie rock ice cream purveyors that come in these flavors: young, hip, and friendly, with sex-head hair on top. Yum.

This entry was posted on Friday, March 16th, 2007 at 3:47 pm.