Friday, February 20, 2009

That's what the Africans drink!

So last night I drove, along with Aaron, Meghan, and Tedz, to Birmingham for the Cruel Hand show. The show was at the new Cave 9 and the venue is actually pretty sick. Legion played and crushed it as usual. Cruel Hand was awesome once again. I made sure they opened their set again with the first three tracks from the new LP and it had me moshing. I really wish there had have been more people moshing for Cruel Hand. I mean, how can you really resist?

We left Birmingham around 11PM Atlanta time and made it back to the city around 1:30 AM and back to my house at 2:30 AM and to sleep around 3. This kinda sucked because I had to wake back up at 6AM to be at work at 7. Because of this I'm feeling pretty drained right now, but now I'm off of work and about to go to sleep for the night, so it's all good. Besides, I kinda like running on low sleep. I feel like my general demeanor is way different than usual when I haven't slept. I'll like just talk to random people and speak real slow and I kinda feel suave as shit.

As soon as we made it back into the city of Hate I just looked around and realized how much I appreciate living in (near) such an awesome city. I mean, Birmingham is like a ghost town. There is never anyone in the streets at night (besides Detriot, obviously) and the skyline sucks. As far as the Southeast goes, Atlanta is definitely on top.

Here is a pic of all of us in the streets of Birmingham right before we left to come back home.

We stopped at a gas station on the way home where I picked up Grapico. I can't even begin to explain how good that drink is. I got into a brief conversation with the hillbilly cashier about it. Here's how it went:

Me: Is this stuff any good?
Guy: (looks up at me with his cross-eyes) Shit yeah! I've been drinking this stuff since I was a kid.
Me: Well, damn then. I feel a little better about buying it now.
Me: How does it compare to grape Fanta?
Guy: (stares back angrily) Grape Fanta is what the Africans drink!
Me: (laughing hysterically) Well now I have to get this then.
Guy: Grape Fanta is what people who can't afford real grape soda buy!
Me: (more laughter, then I finish checking out) Man, you just made yourself a sale!
Guy: It's also really good with a hot dawg!
Me: I bet! Thanks. Take care! (walks away still laughing)

I have a feeling that this guy equated Africans with people who can't afford real grape soda. LOL.
That's it for now. It's 4:22PM and I'm going to sleep. Hopefully I will not wake up until tomorrow morning.

Side notes: Braves didn't end up getting Ken Griffey Jr. because he is a pussy and went back to the Mariners. Big Fat Tim Andrews is now officially the fourth Regular Guy. I saw a shooting star on the way to Birmingham and I ate Chick-fil-a twice today. Fuck yeah. Still waiting on that warm weather.

Last night's playlist:
Seinfeld on the radio
'90s hip hop hits
sound effects (farts and sirens)
nofx - the decline
good pop punk playlist
some classic rock

Until next time...
-Nome

3 comments:

mike p. said...

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get into it

aaron said...

grape soda and hot dogs on a hot summer's day

Lock & Key said...

yo dewd