the band

there is a band i like playing at the parish right now; a show for which i bought my ticket a couple of weeks ago.

instead of seeing ratatat and mouse on mars rock out at one of austin's best venues, i am sitting on the couch at my friend house where i am watching both our dogs.

i am lame.

while i was psyched to go to the show, i am also exhausted. i haven't slept well in days, in part because houston and amber really like to play loudly at 3:30 am. if you aren't familar with their play noises it sounds kinda like 2 big mean dogs trying to tear each others' throat out.

and the idea of hanging out in a smoky loud bar (probably by myself) was not at all appealing. i even had coffee. all it did was give me the "i'm too tired to get hyper and instead i'll sit like lead" stomach ache.

so i'm heading to bed. i am sure tomorrow i will hear how awesome the show was and lament that i bailed, but right now i am looking forward to climbing into the guest bed in the room that conveniently has no alarm.

now to get the dogs to move from ugly, ugly play noises to quiet, quiet sleeping.