Balls! I missed MC Chris at Alamo this weekend. One of these days, Alice, pow! I’m gonna have a routine down. A sweet, sweet routine in which I know when Alamo’s schedule and the Chronicle are published, and which sweet shops carry them. I will have a schedule, if you will, whereby I will gather information about the fantastic things happening in my new world.
Until then, I’ll settle for watching a dude recording a song. That’s… kinda weird and sad. Well, vicarious living, ftw!