Goddammit, God...

I just ran over a raccoon on the freeway. I love raccoons. Yeah, maybe it was rabid, and would have bitten a small child tomorrow if it had survived, but I don't know that. If my good karma lets me do a heroic deed, it sure picks a funny fucking way of cashing itself in. At least my brakes worked earlier today when two small children, about 7 and 4 years old ran out in front of my car.

This day was almost entirely good.

Perspective Disrespect?

I was just thinking, which I don't recommend, and it crossed my mind that I've been to restaurants that my friends have told me were the best, and walked away wanting. Usually, these restaurants are very good, sometimes I assume I ordered the wrong thing, but the vast majority of the time I'm simply underwhelmed, probably due to hype.

I started writing this entry several days ago, and decided to reread it and further decide whether to finish or delete it. I'm entirely confused as to why I wrote it and how drunk I must have been. I am entertained by my current state of confusion, and am therefore publishing this entry as is.

New Nephew!!!

My brother John and his lovely wife Jill are now the proud ass parents of this amazingly beautiful little boy, August Noam Hooker!!!

Life Lessons

I suppose you either always or never learn the valuable life lessons at an opportune time. Maybe not "or", but "and"...

I think I learned recently, largely tonight, that you should never let the worst of you get the best of you.

Home, for a Moment

Got a show tomorrow here in Beaumont, then it's off to Austin AGAIN for my brother's wedding. The Wolves will be doing shows in Houston and San Antonio without me, which is good because we always want more exposure, but sucks because I wanna play, and if I can't play, I wanna see Vinc play the bass and Boar Lord, from Diesel and Dixie, sing my songs!

Oh well.

Really, I think what sucks is that the tour, for me, is over and I don't get to relax at home. As soon as I get here, I gotta go to Austin again, which is a constant panic attack for me. My brother is worth it though. It'll be a good time with a lot of family I don't get to see often. Then I get to come home and make some money and play guitar.

At least I'm inclined to find those silver linings people talk about.

Out on Tour

And as would likely be expected, the Universe found a way to test my emotional fortitude. For once, I'm doing pretty well.

We're having a blast.

That is all to report at this particular juncture.

Ka, Like a Wind

Not my most gutwreching Austin trip. I wound up sleeping in the van after cancelling a show that would have been our second of the night. I think we've only cancelled once before, and that's because we had killed 2 vehicles trying to get there. Last night, the traffic was so bad and poorly rerouted that we couldn't get to our venue. Yay, Southby!

I must say, the weather was gorgeous! It must have rained really well for the first time in years. There was green everywhere, and it wasn't too dry.

On the way home, our van died.

We go on tour in a few days, and we start in, wanna guess? Austin!

Pleasant as it was, the crowd was too much for me, and there's always the factor of my really wanting to see someone and being scared to death that I'll see her. I think she tactfully avoids me. We have enough mutual friends that she can easily find something cooler to do, way across town from me. I still wish I knew why things happened as they did...

Anyway, a random friend from Beaumont happened to see us on the side of the road in La Grange. He bought a trailer hitch and towed our trailer back to Beaumont for free, even bought Drew and me some rad BBQ, and wouldn't accept a cent from us. I feel I have the strangest brand of luck.

I still feel like a dick because Vinc and Zach stayed in Austin with the dead van, but they don't have the same damage as I do about that place. I hope they're having fun. I often feel like I ruin their time in Austin because I wear the feeling in my gut on my face.

Dang.