Monthly Archives: August 2009

Step right up to a mountain, chop it down with the edge of my hand

From Jimi Hendrix’s eighth and final song during his May 24, 1969 performance at the San Diego Sports Arena. It will blow your mind. I artistically altered the short clip from the bootleg using audacity, providing for an echo effect … Continue reading

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Hot legs and lawn seats

So Kim and her sister and I went to Rod Stewart at the Cynthia Woods Mitchell Pavilion on July 24, and you know what? It wasn’t really all that bad. Well, getting out of the reserve parking garage ($15: for … Continue reading

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Shark attack

I busted my toe and I have learned that I must always wear shoes at the beach. Some lessons hurt more than others. Especially those involving the sudden loss of half a toe nail. They didn’t have to amputate it, … Continue reading

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