Last race of the season was a wet one. The rain let up about twenty minutes before the start and it was actually dry by the finish. Floyd Landis was behind me as we were linin up. I did a double take n then said whattup Floyd? I got my ass pulled at about 45 min.
Bike riding is now for doggie runs,
n grown man bness.
Last weekend was ACL here in Austin. I have never gone to ACL to see music and I didn't have plans this year either. Friday night I went with a friend to go see a free concert at the Power Plant. This iconic building can mostly be seen at night when travelling north on Lamar as you're crossing the river. The neon red lights on the side of the building read, "City of Austin Power Plant." It's an image I can remember from my earliest visits here back in 98 when my brother lived here and I would come for the summer.
I went to the show, but I wanted to see the inside, which happened to be the VIP only section.
Fuck that.
Little ninja action and me n the crew were inside looking for the best spot to dance. Turned out it was wherever we were.
Next night we played the same game. Except this time we brought more movers n a pocket full of VIP passes (did I mention I'm a ninja?). The night turned into early morning and I realized just how much power the building held as I thanked it for two incredible nights of action.
Sunday was recovery day right?
Wrong.
Free pass to ACL and I'm ankle deep in the fukn mud muk. Shitty smelling too.
Backstage for GirlTalk and a few drank while I sing along to Pearl Jam and I'm rollin out to meet my homes at Stubb's for the Ghostland Observatory show. I used to deliver for a law firm when the lead singer was a file clerk there.
Dance trance dance.
This went on till about 5 in the morning. 80's night at Elysium was in there too and I guess that's what I mean by excess.
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