||[Dec. 22nd, 2000|11:54 pm]
So it was 10:30 in the morning, and I was in Santa Fe, with nowhere to go. So I drove around to everywhere I could remember. Friend's houses, schools, parks, old hangouts, etc... I didn't stop at any of them. I was just surveying, man. Can you dig?|
A few observations:
The new high school is HUGE and shiny and NICE... So large! Sound familiar, Tami and Colleen?
I was so bored that I drove by the house where my band (540) used to regularly rehearse at. The house was still there, but the garage we played in had been leveled and turned into a cottage, with a sign that read "Designing Women: Floral Arrangements and such". If only they knew what satanic music had eminated from that very spot.
Scott's old house was evidentally sold. There were tasteful X-mas decorations up. Gone are the days of giant plywood muppets. Somehow, I like the old style better.
Phil's house looks exactly the same.
Phil's grandma's house looks the same, though I can't help but feel there should be an outdoor stage in the yard. Ah, memories.
My house (4407 B-Bar Drive, Santa Fe, TX 77510), is still there, though occupied by strangers, of course. And there's still a huge oil well towering nearby.
I still haven't found what I'm looking for.
2000-12-22 10:36 pm (UTC)
Designing Women: Floral Arrangements and such
Wasn't that the name of your band's first album? Maybe it was an homage museum of some sort.