Woah, here’s just some things to describe last night’s dream:
a huge dinner with all my extended family, my deceased grandfather eating alone, a small village (where we were eating, felt a LOT like the pit level of halo), a lesbian X, her very masculine new lesbian partner, briefly the possibility of a threesome, then some kind of judgment about my soul and worthiness as a person, a NEEDLER (I later chased the masculine lesbian partner and eliminated her with it), a ray that turned people into zombie aliens, JunPo Roshi’s brother……and that’s all i remember for now.
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tuesday night, i protected a highschool from zombie ghouls. they had someway of infecting people and would come everyday around 6 or 7. And I fought them off with a Kitana. At some point a bus showed up full of people I knew in high school. I had been holding it together and dealing with the zombie invasion until one of those high school friends told me her boyfriend had been killed. Then I cried.
I then had to go on some crazy secret mission down near the boiler room, and left some other dude with a kitana in charge. When I came back there was a massive war going on in the gym. Kitanas, guns, shovels, bats, all against zombie ghouls. Then I woke up and went to the gym. Best cinematic dream ever! Kick Ass!
Kick Ass in the same way that last weekend was. In the wee hours of the morning last friday I stuffed my duffel bag with some clothes and Snow Crash, and headed out to catch the bus to the airport. After a transfer at LAX, and nearly half of Snow Crash, I was suddenly landing at SFO.A few calls to and fro, and I BARTed over to Katie and Brian’s new place on mission near Balboa Park. After catching up, having some beers, and waiting for Dan, Melinda, and Lee, we took off to an Indian place over on 16th and mission. Daniel ‘the hammer’ Waldestein met up with us on the way, still groggy from his return from a year in Japan. As we ate, the infamous “Crotchathan” headed in our direction and tucked into a nearby bar.
After dinner we proceeded to join him. We were quickly joined by the adventurous Driscal County Jr., and the ever stunning Jen. After a few pints of fat tire, lots of catching up, and many many rants by yours truly about the incredible awesomeness that is Pearl Jam, we headed out to a nearby club.
Pretty sweet club, even if it was super packed. We got very lucky and managed to snag some seats on a very comfy couch. Jen and I had a lovely conversation at the bar during our 23 minute wait to order drinks. We waited so long, in fact, that I made sure to order doubles of everything so we wouldn’t have to go back later! After some ice tossing, and more amusing conversation on the couch, (I now realize how 
incredibly lucky I’ve been with housemates over the course of my life!) we headed upstairs to the roof. After some confusion about what door we went up through, Jen and I manged to find Dan and Melinda, who were chilling with some of dan’s fellow male nurses. We then headed home for the evening, as I needed by beauty sleep for the long wait the next day.
Dan and Melinda dropped me off in front of the Bill Graham Civic Auditorium around 10:30am. There was already a line of about 45-60 people, but I was fairly happy with my position. Over the next 8 hours or so, I discovered that the Public Library next door was the best place to use the bathroom, that I was only a shade of the fan some of those around me were, that I had been to 3 shows fellow fans around me had, that U2/Pearl Jam might play together this fall, and so so much more!
At 6:15 or so they let us 10 Clubbers in. I got a great spot, along with my pal Driscol. Eddie did a preopener of dead man walking, then Sonic Youth rocked the fucking house. Pearl Jam then came out and played one of the most intense, fast paced sets I’ve witnessed. The mosh pit was insaine! I was pissed at all the obnoxious drunks pushing their way forward at first, but then relaxed into the flow of the crowd, started throwing some elbows of my own, and had a rockalicious good time. It was definitely the first I’ve ever had to work to let go at a Pearl Jam show, but eventually letting go physically just accentuated my normal emotional release. By the end of the night I was deeply, deeply regretting that I wasn’t staying for the next to SF shows! but sadly money and life tend to always get in the way of such aspirations….
So thanks to everyone that came out to see me, it was a fantastic weekend! Special thanks to Dan & Melinda, who have have yet again proven their amazingness in going way beyond duty in helping me achieve yet another of my crazy fly to CA for music occasions.
Back here in Boulder, things are still busy and HOT! I’ve noticed my blog posts have fallen into a pattern of “I did this and that last week” which is probably getting a little boring. I’ll try to think of something cool & different for an upcoming post.
Also, things here at I-I are getting exciting, we’re on Cinematical! The next year could be very interesting!
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