argh ye mateys
daylight savings is this weekend. that means it's going to get dark earlier than normal. dark early means it's winter time and i'm pretty cool with winter time. however dark early also means leaving work when it's dark, and somehow that is always depressing. so today is the last time the sun will shine when i leave work until spring. depressing...
when i got home i had just enough time to grab a glass of water before heading out the door. randall and i were meeting juju and wes for dinner in davis ( (they were playing a show at "the pirate house".) on our way to davis juju called and said that it was going to be a while for pizza (jay told her that if she was eating in davis she had to go to woodstock's for pizza), so she wanted to know what kind of slices we wanted. it was hard to say without seeing them, but we decided you can't really go wrong with cheese. when we arrived a few minutes later, we expected to have cheese pizza waiting for us, but apparently the wait was just too long and slices weren't being served yet (no single slices until 9pm, how strange...) and we didn't have time to wait for a pizza to cook (wes & juju had to go set up equipment). so we said we'd meet them (and danny, he was roadie-ing for them) at the pirate house. then randall and i stopped for coffee (he wanted one for an appettite suppressant). i ended up having a pumpkin spice latte. i wanted it with soy milk, but they were out, how depressing. also, it was not nearly hot enough. talk about a waste of money.
when we got to the pirate house they were just about done setting up (they were playing first). the pirate house is this place in davis. actually it really just some house in davis that is pirate themed. total college place, but they have a stage built in their living room and that was pretty cool. park avenue ended up playing a short but really great set. it was one of their best performances (juju i'm sure will say otherwise), maybe because it was all new, i'm not exactly sure why it was so good, but it was. while at the pirate house i ran into gabe from santa cruz, i haven't seen him in years. his band was also playing, but we ended up not staying. we had pizza to eat.
Posted by pocketpig at October 31, 2004 07:57 PM
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