The next day, I sat around home for a while while Jeanette took her car to the shop to get it fixed. She ended up having to change her tires! Aiee!
Meanwhile, Claire picked me up, and we walked around Melrose.
Neckface!
Einstein says, “Love is the answer!”
Barack, Hilary, and John!! Clown-like!
Mao’s Kitchen is more a cafe than a Chinese Restaurant, although they serve some pseudo-Chinese food.
Rhino shoes? Well, alriiiighty then.
That evening, Claire, Phil, Jeanette, and I went to eat at some Persian restaurant. I got a really tomato-y dish. It was goot. And there was some good conversation! I miss hanging out with Phil Wu. He makes me crack up. He was reading or reciting something, and I told him to do it with a British accent, and to my surprise, he actually did. It was like, hilarious. Dinner was a fun and random sampling of assorted foods. Woot! Jeanette’s chicken was sooooo delicious.
That evening, we went to an Anavan show at the Smell. We got there early, and Jeanette wasn’t aware that it was an all-ages venue with no alcohol, so we had to go get her alcohol. She wanted to take me next door to the Edison, but my tennis shoes would not suffice. Instead, we walked down a couple blocks to another bar…
As soon as we got there, and Jeanette was at the bar, she started talking to a gay couple, and soon they became our brand new buddies from Kansas City. They started off by saying that everyone in Los Angeles was really mean compared to how nice everyone was in Kansas City. Then they said that they had gotten beat up before by like 6 other dudes (3 of whom went to jail?) for being gay, and that everyone in their town knew everyone, but that didn’t make them want to leave. They were pretty funny. I liked the blonde guy. He reminds me of someone… somewhere… I don’t remember who… and I don’t remember where… they were also talking about how the black guy could adequately pretend that he wasn’t gay, but the other one, who was flaming, obviously couldn’t. Heh.
Afterwards, we went back to The Smell, which I had wanted to go to for a long time because I’d heard such good things about it, and lots of bands like HEALTH and No Age had gotten their start there. Anavan’s show was EGGCELLENT, but not as good as last year’s SxSW showcase was. I actually liked the last band, Extreme Animals, surprisingly, better than Anavan, though. Although their music was like happy hardcore crap I don’t usually like, it was a lot more layered and so technically proficient since they were making it live right there. The crowd was also full of youngsters, but it was cool, because they were all really energetic and dancing their asses off. Pictures didn’t come out so well. The venue also had like a zine rack and a book rack — both of which were really cool additions. The end. Valentine’s Day with friends. Wee!
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