3 months in no time. To the day. I can’t believe I’ve been here in Melbourne for 3 months. Aside from some ultimate tournaments and training weekends I’ve scarcely left the downtown area I live and work in. I need to work on that.
I do have some plans to see some more bands. Architecture in Helsinki is coming here next Sunday and the Black Keys and Clap Your Hands & Say Yeah are also in town the week after. Hopefully, like Wilco, these bands are underappreciated here and I will be up front and have a great view.
Happy Cinco de Mayo. Unsurprisingly, that is not a big holiday here. Never one to miss a drinking holiday, I’m using up some of the tequila I have left over from taco night.
My shameless begging here on ‘spondece has really paid off, and lately it has been Christmas in April. I have received care packages from Mara, Jesse and Danielle. Among many other items, Mara’s included a shot glass, Jesse’s a copy of Vice and Danielle’s a light up statue of liberty pen. Rockin! All this does not mean I’m all set for mail and you don’t need to worry. This means you are a huge slacker if you haven’t at least sent me a postcard yet. Get in the game!
In today’s most unfortunate news: Some subhuman drunk vandal (probably a stupid half naked girl) threw up in the lobby AND elevator of my posh downtown apartment building. I learned this when I left the apartment for brunch this morning. I was disappointed to still find the mess when I came back from a bike ride at 8 PM. You know I am retching sympathetically the whole time. Gag!
PS: I am really missing the NBA playoffs. It may be time to head back to the Crown Casino to see some games. Warriors: Come out and Plaaaaaay. Never, ever bet against Baron Davis.
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