On January 9th, 2010 I rolled across the border from Oklahoma in to Texas.
That means that we’re just over a week from my six month anniversary in the state of Texas. My first thought was to spend July 9th, 2010 quietly drinking myself in to oblivion. Then I realized it would be a hell of a lot more fun to noisily drink myself in to oblivion.
After that I decided it would be even better to skip the “drink myself in to oblivion” part. So I’ve decided I’m going to have a party.
I’m affectionately referring to the plan as the “Six Months in Hell” party.
This plan is still in its infancy, but the basic outline is this: I want to get everyone I know in the general Dallas area together (well, y’know, everyone I know that I like. And that can make it). I’m also a lazy, lazy bum, so I have a strong desire to do as little actual work as possible.
Fortunately, it appears as though the Lost Immigrants may have helped me solve that problem.
The Lost Immigrants, as you may or may not know, are not only my favorite Dallas-based band, they’re also the only Dallas-based band that I know of. And they’re doing a show on the 23rd at the White Elephant Saloon in Fort Worth and another on the 30th at the Tap-In Grill in Grapevine.
I’m thinking this: July 30th, Geds’s “Six Months in Hell” party at the Tap-In Grill in Grapevine. With far more interesting entertainment provided by the Lost Immigrants, because I’m not actually all that cool.
Also, it will be 103% vuvuzela-free.
And just for y'all:
7 comments:
Well, I hope I'm one of the ones you like, 'cause there's a better-than-even chance that I can make that.
You were in the "might not be able to make it" category. Something about reading a really, really long comment you made over at PF's place today caused me to think that...
This almost makes me wish I was in Texas. Almost. But then I checked the weather for Dallas, and now I'm very glad I'm up here in NY.
Well, advance notice sometimes means I can dump the kids off on Beautiful Wife. And with the kids out of the picture, even temporarily, a social wife is once more within reach! (Even if it is a pathetic, occasional excuse for a social life...)
Social wife? Social wife? My god, I'm developing an online lisp. How depressing is that? I'm not even drunk...
I'm considering attending, but I require a minimum of 105% Vuvuzela free-ness.
Is there some way we can squeeze out another 2 points?
MTimonin:
I can't say I blame you. I'd take Chicago's weather back in a heartbeat right now. Even when the temperature seems bearable the humidity makes it painful...
Mock:
Hey, if I had a wife I'd prefer her to be social. Just seems like a good precaution...
Big A:
I stopped by the courthouse to file an injunction against the Vuvuzelas R Us that they're planning on opening at the Grapevine Mall. That's got to be good for at least three more percentage points right there...
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