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he carries a martini
made of bathtub gin

Wendy's on the windowsill
Waiting to be let in
And were all in the bathtub now
Making Bathtub Gin


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"Music is a spiritual expression of what's in your heart. Music as a way of getting rich is a pretty new thing, and I often wonder if the mega-bucks glitzy atmosphere is making the quality of music suffer. You have to work really hard to get around that and remember why you're in it in the first place: because you have to be. It's like an addiction. You can't go a day without picking up your guitar. To me, the only commercial goals that are really valid are, 'Boy, I wish I didn't have to go to work. I wish I could do this all the time."
-Trey Anastasio

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-Jon Fishman

Monday, October 06, 2003

Didnt see the drumline, but got another show yo-yo-yo!

posted 11:37 AM by the joker

Saturday night I attended the Texas State Fair with my good friends W&S. We did not realize that the Prairie View A&M vs. Grambling St. football game was going on at the Cotton Bowl until we got out there. After halftime, everyone left the game and we were 3 very white people in a sea of hip-hoppers. It was quite an interesting people watching experience- there were some scantily clad hoochie mommas with ghetto booty that were, um, eyebrow raising.

All I did at the fair was eat and drink beer, I didn’t ride any rides. The last thing I ate was a deep fried twinkie, and I think it sent me over the edge into feeling gross nasty gross. The deep fried twinkie had a strange texture to it- instead of being crispy on the outside, it basicially is like this warm donut dough thing that sort of tastes like a twinkie. I guess there is a reason some things are only sold at the fair.







After the game we saw School of Rock. Bathtub Gin gives thumbs way up to this movie. Jack Black is great, but the kids are the ones that really steal the show. They can all actually play their instruments, and the characters of the kids are just loveable and hilarous. Good stuff.

 

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