Where does the time go?
Mercy. The days seem to be slipping away from me. I don't know where they're going but they're gone.
What's been happening?
Hmm... i made some new friends over the weekend. That was cool. We went to a bar and drank (imagine that). It's a couple, about my age. Hopefully when Mary comes out we can all be friends. We need friends. Mary gets released tomorrow by the way. Woo hoo!!
i think people are starting to think i've made her up.
My other friends that I made--the younger kids--- they're trying to kill me. They drink until 3 or 4 all the time. Yikes. I'm old. I can't do that every day. But they do have some fun.
Sunday i went to their hangout house and they played music all afternoon---called it their 'church service', and they grilled fajitas. fajitas are good. all this overlooking the river in the backyard.
then i had to go home to feed the Gus. i needed food as it was suppertime for me as well. RM invited me over for some BBQ'd food. i had to accept. grilled BBQ chicken, brisket, and hot dog, w/ baked beans and rice. good stuff. i met some of RM's family--his 2 sisters, his 2 brother in laws, and some nieces/nephews. his sister told me about a pug she had that thought he was a cat and tried to climb a tree and fell and died.
that wasn't a happy story.
then i went back to the hangout house.
there was more drinks.
one kid brought along some tequila. i'd never heard of it. but it said it was 100% pure agave. in our first week here, mary and i met a guy at a bar who told us about tequila. i think i wrote about it. basically, he said anything that wasn't 100% pure agave was "rot gut". well, he was write. the 100% pure agave tequila i drank on sunday was tasty smooth. it didn't burn my stomach like cuervo does. yum.
then i got tired and fell asleep.
oh--it's funny. my new friends have taken to saying "when mary gets out of rehab". it sounds funner than out of her study. its funny if there's any new people hangin out that don't know the story. oh well.
so halloween is coming up.
not sure what we're doing. RM is supposedly having a big bash. i think we should do that. Mary doesn't necessarily want to. i think it'll be fun.
there's also some big bash in Austin.
but it costs $20. don't think i'll be able to swing that.
especially since i wasted $25 on a stupid concert last night.
i saw a country legend--one of my all time favs-- and i hated it.
oh well...
i did meet this guy, a friend of a friend, who owns a small record label.
we talked a bit. he said if i can learn some things out here in austin, he could maybe get me a gig being a booking agent for his bands. that'd be cool. we'll see.
i had a sad feeling as i was driving home from the lackluster show last night.
what if i'm not cut out to have a job in the music business?
that's always been my dream, but maybe it just won't happen.
for one, it seems that lots of people in the biz get too tired to go see concerts. that sucks.
for 2, i've heard from numerous people that you shouldn't work w/ someone whose music you admire b/c you'll end up hating them. that sucks.
for 3, a lot of getting "in" in the music biz, is putting yourself there, and meeting folks and talking.
i can do this to an extent, but i dont' know if i can do it to the extent that it's needed. right now, i'm not confident that i can. and that sucks too.
it seems that what makes it easier to just meet all kinds of folks is one simple thing: weed.
and guess what?
i don't smoke it.
i don't think musicians and music people will trust you if you don't.
and i don't.
so... i don't know what to do.
do i just find some other job, and still rock out?
i guess that's no so bad.
if i'm not working for an artist i like, then it's just another job isn't it?
i don't know.
my head was spinning last night trying to process it all.
in one second i was really psyched for the possibility to be a booking agent.
in the next, i was overwhelmed with it all.
i don't know.
it could be worse.
i just need to find a way to finance all the shows i want to see.
and it'd be nice to find people to go to all these shows w/.
i am meeting more and more people, which is cool.
it just takes time.
and i apparently have lots of time.
oh.. holy crap. i almost forgot---i got a job.
woo hoo!
a real, actual job.
well, not really, but it is a job.
i saw an ad in the paper that said "part time, temporary help needed for antique store".
it sounded fun.
i went to check it out.
the guy totally thought i was looking for something else.
"well, this is seriously just part time, temporary work. i can't even guarantee you one day a week. it's just me that runs this store, and i just need someone to work when i need to go somewhere else. it's not steady work at all. you probably don't want this".
actually, it's exactly what i'm looking for.
he still didn't believe me.
he tried to talk me out of it.
i said i was still interested if he was interested in having me.
"well, you'd definitely be the youngest person i ever had work here. most are retired people"
i told him i'm sort of retired.
he said he'd take my name and number.
he think it over, and if he decided he wanted me to work there, he'd give me a call.
but he said that if he i didn't get a call it didn't mean that he didn't like me, it's just that he hired someone else.
but he did call.
so i go to work on friday to "train" and then have a week's worth of work in nov. while he's on a hunting trip.
sounds good eh?
here's the funny part though.
he only pays $5.50.
ha!
i almost told him nevermind.
BUT it's $5.50 CASH.
that's about the same as $7.50 regular.
AND, for every $500 worth of stuff that i sell every 7 days, i'll get an extra $50.
i have no idea if i'll sell $500 worth of stuff, but there's a ton of blue bloods out here, and antiques cost $$, so maybe.
if not, maybe i'll quit.
but maybe not.
what else do i have to do?
and he hired mary and i as a team. so if i don't feel like working and she does, she can go. or vice versa.
and, i'm hoping that if i work there a bit and develop a good rapport w/ him, then he'll let me bring the GUS to work. that'd be cool.
we love antique shops.
it's possible that mary might get a job at another antique shop.
they pay $10 an hour though.
and it's CASH too.
we might be rich.
i'm lookin for research studies to get in.
and lookin fwd to havin my parents come vist from the 12-17, and my buddy tim come visit from the 19th thru the 25th.
if you want to visit, you just give me a holler.
we got room.
and lots of time.
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