Unfortunately, I didn't have the energy to make it down to see my pal Matt's (aka Stinkbait, aka by co-conspirator in Holeworld) band open up for the Dandy Warhols at the Warfield on Saturday night, smack in the middle of Hardly Strictly weekend. A near miss. And then Datnoff (another friend from Hood River) passed through town the following week, but another near miss.
Today's congressional vote against George Bush's bailout plan for bankers was perhaps the most glorious thing to happen in grass roots politics since the 60's. Especially after the sudden crammage of the Patriot Act and that duct tape-induced madness leading up to the Iraq War, I was expecting dogs and ponies.
But instead, they in fact LISTENED to us!
Well I know the pigmen are persistent, so they'll be back with another plan soon.
We just ticked September (Northern California heat wave!) and Henry is already sifting through his costumes. Last year, he went through 7 different configurations on Halloween night... scaring the BEJEEZUS out of trick-or-treaters on our haunted porch with his various accessories (fangs, masks, reversible cape, fog machine, microphone/amp rig, spiderman gloves, etc.)
We actually had to apologize to a girl from school the next day at school for scaring a bit too much.