Thursday, March 13, 2008

Strung out like a Lohan.

I saw half of Hall & Oates last night. Specifically the Hall part. It was a hard rockin' show. There was this guy who kept pulling out tambourines and cymbals and triangles and rocking the shit out of these gourds. He had his shirt unbuttoned to his belly and I could see the sweat glistening on his waxed chest. And Darryl said the F word! I was like, Darryl, let's calm down here. He might have been a wee bit intoxicated. But I believe Austin City Limits was filming, and I also believe I made some intense eye contact with the camera as I seductively danced slowly to "Cabdriver." You might even say I made love to the camera. This SXSW is wearing me down though. My sparkling personality is gone. I'm basically a hollow shell of the person I used to be. But I'm getting some major celeb action, and that is like crack rock to me.

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