Fear & Loathing in Funland

Yesterday we began our long and ardous journey to Houston. We intended to leave before noon and made it out of Denton at about 1:00pm. We almost left Kim's bass head but narrowly escaped this tragic fate. We made it into Houston and entered the mysterious & magical world of Super Happy Funland. This is one of the best venues we have ever played. It was non-smoking and beautifully decorated with stylish artwork. Everyone there was exteremely cool and hospitable. We learned about an intriguing Texas legend that no one in the band (even with are vast knowledge of all things arcane and morbid) knew about. It seems there was a serial killer in the Heights (the neighborhood Super Happy Funland is located in) during the 70's known as the Candyman who lured 10-14 year old boys (some from the very street the venue is located on) to parties and then tortured and killed selected ones. The police told the parents of the missing boys that they had gone to California (with an aching in their hearts?) like all those other damn hippies. Then one of the young men the Candyman used to lure the boys killed the Candyman and told the cops where to find the bodis. We played an excellent set. We did one that was a little heavy on the craziness which was appropriate for an equally crazy venue. We also stopped at Sound Exchange and they agreed to carry Geoparasitism. This is a fantastic record store with a vary impressive collection of obscure and underappreciated music. Their vinyl selection was fabulous as well. Frank Zappa's Freak Out on vinyl, enough said. Drool... When we left this morning we got lost in Brenham (the ice cream haze of the city confused or hungry minds) and took the wrong highway. Once we realized our mistake we continued back but not after getting to see off the path road marks such as New Year's Creek, Christmas Road, and Gay Hill. Throughout our journey we saw many remarkable sights (ie. an enormous statue of Sam Houston and the abandoned Jezabel Saloon) that for various reasons we were unable to stop at but we did make time for one very special place, Pinata Palace (Yes, we took pictures. They'll be posted on here when we return.). This is the most increadible place a single wide trailer plus some build on shanty structures full of almost nothing but pinatas!!!!!! If you are ever on I-290 toward Austin you have to stop and check it out. We purchased a small piggy pinata for our Mad Scientists' barbecue this spring (details are in the making). Tomorrow we will ascend on Trophy's and show them Austin has nothing on Denton when it comes to weirdness. We are now in the lap of a luxurious 4 star hotel in Austin being treated in the manner we have become accostomed SOS if you get this please send more peanut butter we are running low...