Austin November*^

An argument on I-54 because I'd been listening to electronica for ten hours; they were drinking, smoking illegal substances, and I couldn't catch a break with simple directions. Too cavalier, these kids.

Getting my groove on finally with some Lonies and some camouflaged beer which made no sense. Unless you're hunting. So you're drinking and carrying a gun and you fear that your un-camouflaged beer can will give you away to the harmless deer. And we hit an armadillo on the drive to Austin.

My OG friend, Chris Lea made it out for the weekend. He brought a skull beer bong with him. Val was really taken by it.

There was a liquidation sale at the 'stache emporium on Riverside.

I look like a Lebanese Charlie Chaplin.

Blaine, loving his new 'stache and the very viable Natural Light 24 pack.

Trail of Dead. One of many bands that is finally suffering from old age. Good set though. Oh, and the punk stage. A bunch of fat old men playing songs once re-popularized in the Tony Hawk video game franchise.

Sarah and Michele: Austin mamas. Daniel and Raul: El Paso Casanovas.

Ben Nichols and Raul. Holy Shit! Picture of the year.

Sarah Monster. I like her feather assortment. Very speakeasy flapper!

It was a good weekend. Nice to be out of town for a few days. Got to see some beautiful friends. And look at those awesome side burns. I've been feeding them nothing but American ground beef. I want to thank Arto, Daniel, and Red Bull for the backstage pass for Fun x3 Fest. The open bar was awesome and there I got to meet Ben Nichols. P.S. Love everyone at Shake H.

*All pictures by Daniel.

^Reckless driving by James. Ha!