one of these two is my favorite thing (a throwback)

okay, so i got to cut out of the office early today so i could go sweat like a slave at the nickelback show, where i was on guest list detail. (four band lists, two promoter lists, three sponsors lists…and you had to check ALL of them for a name almost every time ’cause while they feel THEY’RE special enough to get in the show for free, they don’t feel the person who has the clout to get them on the list should be special enough to be remembered; either who they are or who they work for. pricks.) don’t get me wrong, i LOVE working the backyard, and plan on working every show except the next one, which is jethro tull, and is on my birthday. that will be a night filled with NO work and plenty of booze…and it will run late, much like tonight (it’s currently 1:10 am).

if there’s one thing i’ve learned from hours upon hours upon HOURS of delightful early morning phone chats, it’s that the best way to combat the morning after a late night (or ANY morning, for that matter) is with starbuck’s.

now before any of you indie coffee house snobs pounce all over me for uttering the “s” word when it comes to morning affine, i have but two simple words: fuck you. but with an explanation. see, i’m not much of a morning person. truth be told, i have NO interest in waking up in the morning, unless i happen to not be alone. something about putting a naked female in bed next to me makes me ALL about some morning activities. what can i say? but it’s been a LOOOOOONG while since that scenario has happened, so getting going in the morning usually isn’t easy for me. i sure as hell ain’t gonna get up an extra half-hour early so i can swing out of my way to get coffee…from an independent (which are NOWHERE to be found on my way to work, anyway) or at a starbucks (which i don’t think are on my way, either). enter a waco discovery.

when my “sister” kathi and i stopped for gas in waco on saturday, i noticed something in the “energy drinks” section amongst the 180 and the redbull. there’s now canned starbucks “double shot” espresso. got my attention. so tonight, when i was in heb post-nickelback and post-gym, i picked up a couple of cans, ’cause i have a feeling the next couple of mornings are gonna be rough starts. so, we’ll see if starbucks is the morning miracle it’s been drilled into my head it is. and for the record, no indie joint sells stuff like this through heb. i checked.

and as i wandered heb, i also discovered i need to learn spanish. not just because it’s a beautiful language, and not just because it’s always good to continually educate yourself (i did four semester in college of the stuff, but three of them were with a professor who believed irish people had a genetic defect that meant they couldn’t learn spanish, so he said no matter what i did, he’d pass me..it was my senior year, so my focus went elsewhere). it’s because i LOVE beautiful latina women….and while the women in maxim are hot, the women in maxim EN ESPANOL are hotter. but there’s no way you can even PRETEND to have bought it for an article when you can’t even read all the blurbs on the cover, you know? so i NEED to learn spanish.

or, there’s plan “b”.

find a woman who would enjoy looking through maxim just as much as me, but can translate the spanish as we go through it together. and i could always just pay her for this service with starbucks canned espresso (and other things, of course…) any volunteers? (btw, now it’s 1:30)