Not sure why I’m all-caps serious in the title, but it probably has something to do with not getting enough sleep last night, driving through fuckingawfulawfulawful traffic to get to work and back today (I’m in an audiobook version of a graphic novel that will come out in December and we finished it today), and the realization that it’s almost Halloween and I haven’t put up a single scary decoration, not even a list of what chicken nuggets are actually made of.
But I digress: Anne and I are coming to Texas for some shows this week with Paul and Storm. Information follows:
Thu 10/17: Central Presbyterian Church – Austin, TX - tix: http://bit.ly/WilPSAustin
Fri 10/18: Fitzgerald’s – Houston, TX - tix: http://bit.ly/WilPSHouston
Sun 10/20: Granada Theater – Dallas, TX - tix: http://bit.ly/WilPSDallas
And now here’s the sound a cow makes:
Okay, now that I’ve taken care of that business, I can go pick out and pack clothes for our trip.