Sunday, February 1, 2009

friday preston and i did a two player practice for like 3 hours after getting real high, and that was good, it was needed. after all that i walked up to abc with lyle to get beer and noticed what looked like a thousand freaks on bicycles. to leave it to thompson: "i was right in the middle of a fucking reptile zoo, and somebody was giving booze to these goddamn things. won't be long now before they tear us to shreds."
basically what it felt like. it's still really weird to me how cliche/trendy the whole bike punk thing is in orlando. it's awesome to see such growth, but not in certain lights. i guess exploitation is always bound to happen with something good. either way, it was funny because on the walk back from abc, kyle jumped out of the bushes and nearly made me shit my pants, but the first thing he mentioned was how lame critical mass was for the same reasons. got real drunk at preston and lyle's, steph, dylan and kevin came over to get more drunk. somehow the idea came up to go to the flea market the next day and everyone was all about it. saturday morning rolls around and it seems like i was the only one who was serious. so i ended up going with zach, and having a good time either way. i always forget what the flea market is like, but then quickly reminded. it's like going to highschool in the town that gummo was shot in or something. zach got his palm read, i bought a knife, and pet baby goats. nothing really too much better than that. we went to this new vegan restaurant on 50 called the lovin hut, and it was really weird. it's run by a cult or something, but they make good food. we went to the show at hoops later than night and it was a really different atmosphere than the past couple shows, but in a good way. some shirtless spanish guy got thrown out by his throat, and that was cool. i seriously thought he was going to get murdered. today i was supposed to record but i'm very hungover, smelly, and exhausted, finishing my painting seems much more desirable.

4 comments:

MADiZM said...

call me for flea market hang, plz. as a matter of fact call me for any hang


holla holler

Dylan Eitharong said...

Where on 50 is this hut of lovin?

vivek said...

the lovin hut is super hard to find. it doesn't even have a sign yet. if you turn left on 50 from bumby, it's right about where the merge lane ends on the right side, small little building.

Dylan Eitharong said...

I'll have to check it out, even if it is really weird. My friend Chris and I also found this really really weird raw vegan place in Daytona, back in a neighborhood, connected to a bead shop and some other weird places that made me feel like i was in grimm's fairy tales. Everyone who worked there was creepily friendly and had matching badanas, and I'm pretty sure at least one of them had half a tongue. They gave us free brownies though, but still. weird.