Sunday, March 16, 2008

wednesday

woke around 7, the puppy still asleep between us. he slept the night without fussing at all, snoring pleasantly. geoff and yancy were up as well. we walked to jo's for coffee. i have been drinking chai for months, only rarely having a mocha, but i knew going into this trip that i'd be drinking my special annual drink: the large iced turbo, from jo's, a great outdoor coffee shop about four blocks downhill from geoff and yancy's place. we walked all three dogs down, and the turbo was everything i remembered it being.

geoff and i picked up philip's truck, and we spent the morning shuttling all the flatstock boxes to the convention center. everyone shipped their posters ahead of time to geoff, so we took these down and loaded them in to each individual table. aesthetic apparatus shipped a hilariously huge pile of identical boxes.

for lunch, we went to homeslice, the pizza place near geoff's house. i ended up eating three big slices, and was delighted. heard bad stories about the maker of the poster documentary which is coming out soon.

hanging at the house, we got to meet fucik and erin's new daughter, junebug (human baby, different from junebug the cat). we admired the way they weren't overly careful with her, letting her crawl (supervised) across the turd-strewn yard, and play in the dog water bowl.

we went to guero's restaurant, and saw moonlight towers play a handful of songs outdoors. i was ticking pretty hard from the turbo earlier in the day. dan and michael apparatus arrived, and grzeca pulled up as we left guero's and walked to the woodland for dinner. i had a roast beef sandwich which was a bit less good that i might have hoped.

we drove downtown to see nick butcher play his 10:30 set, but got stuck in traffic for a disappointingly long time. the parking garage was full and closed, and we eventually gave up.

bill slater called me from his hotel 30 miles north of austin, but we decided that i'd just wait for him to drive into the city in the morning, as far as picking up my boxes of posters and books from him.

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