Crazy ass week/end.
Wow, I kinda feel like I've been fucking rung through the ringer. Slept for 11 hours last night and completely caught up with Mr. sandman. Last week through yesterday was a barn burner...check it:
L got in a car wreck and totaled her car. Most importantly she was fine (and so was the other driver) - she had minor burns and scrapes on her forearms after the airbags deployed, but other than that her old CRV did its safety job. She was driving to Ga Tech on a rainy afternoon, looked down for a split second only to look up and see a giant Expedition stopped on 85 in front of her. She hit the back of hi and the guy had a really long trailer hitch that stuck out like 2+ feet off the back of his car. This basically punched through her engine and fucked it all up. I drove down there immediately and we waited on the cops for an hour and 15 minutes and they never showed. The other driver didnt have any damage to his car (trailer hitch took most of the force) and was late for something at the airport - so he left. We had the car towed to our mechanic b/c at first we thought we could get it fixed without reporting it. Our mechanic said, no way - airbags cost a crapload - so report it. We did and USAA decided the car was totaled. Got laura a rental car and started shoppin for cars. Oh yeah, and this was all after we paid her car off 6 months ago - dag.
Shop for cars with L after work - did some test driving and shiz. Then Thorn and Greg came and picked me up from the Honda dealership and we hauled ass to Athens. Got to Flip's place after a few stops and got the ipod ready for the Flip/Brah show with Night Moves Gold and Cassavettes at the Caledonia. The show was awesome as fuck. MB and Justin were djing out on the porch - krunk n disorderly style (krunk vs late 70s punk) and inside bands were jammin. This was the first Flip/Brah show with our new DJ - DJ Agent Smith (thorn dressed as agent smith from the Matrix) and he fucking did a great job. One thing we were severely missing with no Bobby Beers on the ipods was the time that Flip and I get between songs to just mental riff. That was gone when we had to man the ipods - so Thorn took over and after a hilarious intro from Zieg and PM DAWN (!!) we got into it. Felt like the show went really well and then hiked into the stratosphere for the last two jams Drank Sippaz and Enter The Matrix. I talked with the sound guy Kev Lane beforehand and made a plan for him to cut all the lights to the club right before the last song - at that point Ice ran into the crowd and handed out glowsticks to everyone there and we had our own version of the CAVE RAVE! Shit was so intense. It was like i was trippin balls when people started throwing the glow sticks and those trails were flyin' by. The crowd really worked their asses off and fucking raved right there with Flip and I. Shit was off the chain. One of the absolute highlights of any show Flip and I have done. Thanks dudes! Night Moves Gold brought us into the wee hours with a killer groover. Started off a little bit slow but by the end everyone in the club was fucking practically sexin each other. Just grooving to the fucking max - woudlnt let them leave without an encore. WE NEEDED IT. I look over at one point during their set and almost all of Of Montreal was jammin with leftover glowsticks. Sign of a good NMG show. Jammed some CHECKERS on the way home - jammed a few brews at flip's and then rested my dome.
Got home early afternoon and had to fucking retill and then seed our entire back yard with new grass. It was a fucking giant pain in the ass. Took me forever but hopefully the shit will stick and I'll have grass and no fucking mud pit in my backyard before long. Boring.
More fucking yard work - sucked butt. Then met Laura at the Honda dealership around 5 to try to make this deal happen. We were compensated by USAA fairly well for L's CRV so our main mental battle was between buying used and buying new. One major factor was the stimulus plan new car tax incentive. All taxes on a new vehicle purchased in 2009 will be refunded on your 2010 tax return. That plus the fact that dealerships were practically giving cars away - meant we were leaning towards new. I was very proud of the way we handled this - we fuckin' played some hard ball with em. They always say that you have to be ready to walk out the fucking door of one of those places if they cant give you the deal you want. So between the time they came in the with their first offer and the time we shook hands on a deal - the dealership ended up dropping the price of the car $4200. FUCK YEAH! They discounted a fully equipped car to below the cost of the base model. So L is the new proud owner of a 2009 Honda Civic - with some bomb ass features. We drove it off the lot around 9pm. Headed home and got to bed early because we had to get up early as fuck the next morning.
Got up at 5:20 and got out the door on the way to Augusta to see the opening practice round of the Masters yesterday! It was incredible! My grandmother had procured 4 tickets for us and me, L, Thorn, and Ice jammed out of Atlanta at 6:30am to see us some golf ass golf! After traffic and shit, we got into the course around 10am and started walking around. The weather was beautiful and really windy so we were afraid some of the golfers wouldnt be out. Some did decide to skip, but most were braving the wind for some practice. We just talkin about practice! I'll have pictures later in the week, but overall it was just a fucking stupendous way to spend a Monday. Walking around hallowed ground at one of the finest golf courses in the land - drinkin beer - eating cheap ass sandwiches - fucking ruled. The masters hasnt raised their prices much since the 60's so sandwiches cost $1.50 - beer costs $2.75. Its incredible. We saw Greg Norman, Fuzzy Zoeler, Vijay Singh, and tons others - but NO Tiger. Sucked. He came out and practiced on the putting green for about 40 minutes but that was it and he headed back into the clubhouse. We headed home at that point because it was already 5! Time flies when you are just walking around one of the most beautiful spots on earf. It really was fantastic. Got out to the car and heard the shit luck news for Bob - harshed us. Sorry dude! We were bummed the whole ride home. Got home around 8 - cooked dinner - and was fucking asleep by 10. Worn the fuck out.
Overall extremely glad everything worked out as great as it did and great as it will be.
Now i wanna hear about these SF/Reports/Folklore shows!