I Have a Dennis Hopper Story

So, I'm not gonna sit here and pretend to be a Dennis Hopper fan

cause I'm not

but I do rescpect the hell raisers

and those who make life just a little more exciting

so I went to a midnight movie a few months ago

Mad Dog Morgan

the director was there and was telling stories about the making of the flick

it starred a young Dennis Hopper

one story in particular made me smile

the director said that Dennis was doing so many drugs and drinking so heavily

that he began to think Dennis would not live to the end of production

so they came up with a brilliant plan

they shot all the close up shots with Dennis first

then they had a Dennis Hopper mask made

it would be in the event that Hopper died

when casting the mask Hopper asks what the mask is for

the director made a scene up on the spot

he said," there's a scene where you're riding on the streets and you look up to see yourself staring at you from a window."

then the room explodes and you ride off

Dennis said "far out."

of course that would never be filmed

well the shooting wrapped up and everyone was cleared to go home

then Dennis asked the director about that scene with the mask

the director had no choice but to call everyone back in to shoot that scene

complete with explosion

great story

R.I.P.

White Girl Drunk II

Unlike the previous blog with that title

this one is not about me getting white girl drunk

so the other day I went to go see Robert Cray at Antones with my brother-in-law


great show

thanks for asking

while I was there I came across a sight I see quite often

I thought I'd make a few comments here

you see,

I'm an old soul when it comes to music

I like blues, soul, and r&b

and all that jazz

oh and jazz

I go to Clapton, BB King and Pink Floyd concerts

while I'm in the prime of my life

most of the fans that go to those type of shows are

how do I say this

aren't

so there are some older dudes that might take their kids

because there are some young peeps in the crowd

then there are the "ladies"

oh yeah!!!

the drunk white old ladies

I see them all the time at these shows

you know the ones that look like "a hot mess"

you can't tell who they're with

cause they're swaying and grinding in place

but no one will get up next to them

I have a couple of theories on these ladies

first is the "I haven't been home yet" lady

this is the one that is wearing the same outfit from work

you know that blue lady suit dress thing with a skirt

she has a drink after work and winds up at the Cray show

I bet she couldn't even name one Robert Cray song

actually neither could I

sorry Robert

then there's the "I live for this shit" lady

this is the one either knows Robert Cray or just loves Antones

or whatever venue she's at that night

she's the same age as the "I haven't been home yet" lady

but dresses like her daughter

actually I imagine she's home and right before her daughter comes home from school

she sneaks into her room and takes the trashiest outfit her daughter owns

mom probably bought it for her thinking "fuck yeah, I'll look hot in that at the Floyd show"

she changes on the spot and takes off for the pre-show to get her drink on

so now here I am in the back watching Robert Cray doing his thing


so now I see about 3 or 4 of them stacked in the crowd before me

there are 1 "I haven't been home yet" ladies

and 3 "I live for this shit" ladies

and of course there's a "I live for this shit" lady in front of me

this is my thought process:

"great an 'I live for this shit lady'"

"man, she's looking at me"

"Oh shit I bumped her head when I took a drink from my beer"

"oh no, she's turning around"

"she looks like a hot mess"

"she's saying she's sorry"

"she's squeezing my arm while applogizing"

"oh crap are you flexing, Vince?"

"Yeah, sorry it's a habit"

"stop it she's like 50"

"I know, I know I'm sorry"

meanwhile I'm missing this


then it cuts to the daughter going into her room

to see a dress suit skirt thingy on the floor

anyway, I ignore her and now I'm next to the "Who are you here with? No one man" man

he's the same age as the "I live for this shit" and "I haven't been home yet" ladies

and dresses like it

and has long hair

long grey hair

and loves Robert Cray

or blues

or just being out of the house

he starts to talk to me

at a concert

after a few minutes of bugging me

he sees the ladies

then says to me

"Now that's where I wanna be"

it was like a gross nature show

a "who are you here with? No one man" man woking his way into the crowd to dance with a "I haven't been home yet" and "I live for this shit" lady

anyway thanks Robert Cray, I love you!!!

My First Trip to CiCi's Pizza

Before I start please don't get offended

this entry is for shits and giggles

and if anything it highlights my limitations

enjoy:

So I live really close to the point where North Lamar intersects and goes past Hwy183

whenever you cross that barrier you are no longer in Austin TX

you are now in Mexico

well I kinda work over there and I was running some errands in that area

let me tell you some of the things I saw

you know how you see an old couch next to a dumpster sometimes

well someone had moved an old beat up couch next to a bus stop

because in Mexico there are no benches at the bus stop

just the sign post

I am so not kidding

I wish I could have taken a picture

a shitty couch right next to a bus stop sign

those are my people

the next sight was a hoot

I saw a lady coming out of a laundromat with a shopping cart

on top of the shopping cart was her basket of clothes

on top of the clothes

a baby

a real life baby

man I wish I had a damn camera

those are my people

anyway I hadn't had lunch yet and I saw a sign that read "Pizza Buffet 3.99!"

well I love pizza and I hadn't eaten yet

and that was quite a deal

I've never had Ci Ci's pizza before

but pizza is pizza

note:some pizza is pizza

it wasn't all bad but..

certain pizzas had a cheese like sauce instead of cheese

think of the marinara sauce

now replace that with cheese

anyway I walk into the place and it's packed

I've never seen so many shades of brown

it was like I walked into the locker room of the Ups drivers

just some brown people

like my friend Paulie said, "...man, they were Brown like Bad News Brown."



anyway I pay for the meal and pick out my pizza

at this point I notice every employee speaks broken English

they ask me," You ok?" as I'm looking at the pizza

it's at this time I notice the only pizza they have is pepperoni, cheese, or hamburger

later whenever I take the Swagger they branch off to a include a taco pizza (no joke)

I then realize I can't order anything because I doubt they'll know what a Hawaiian pizza is

I'd probably get a cinnamon roll

so then I sit down amongst my people

man I felt like a M&M

in a bag of M&M's

an employee busting tables looks up and says to a group of new customers walking in

"Hi, welcome to Ci Ci's!"

then comes up to me and asks me something in Spanish

I think he wants my empty plates

then asks me in Spanish if I want a refill

then looks at a group of new customers walking in and says

"Hi, welcome to Ci Ci's!"

then I'm thinking that must be the only english this guy knows

this is what the chapter must look like in the training manual in regards to English:


just one page there in that chapter

maybe I should have learned to speak Spanish

it's not my fault that as a kid I was surrounded by black people

Pebbles and Sand...

So lately I've been getting encouragement to try and publish my blogs

I kept all the previous ones and have them on a thumbdrive

I'm not sure why I kept them but I did

maybe I did think one day I would try to publish them

I have to admit

I am curious as to what would happen if a larger audience heard my story

but I'm overwhelmed

I don't know where to start

I'm out of my league here

I don't know where to start

and it won't be easy

but it does feel like I'm standing before my own doors to destiny

but right now all I see are pebbles and sand up close

when this is over hopefully I'll see the beach



stay tuned...