Anyway, rant aside, I enjoyed it for what it's worth. I'm red as a beet, since I stood outside a lot listening to a couple of the bands (which weren't that bad, especially the one with the chicks in the fishnets and no panties) and I took a break in the middle of the con to go ride my bike around Houston. I picked up a couple of business cards of artists who had some good work. I think I'll go back and see their studios and see if maybe they're worth me getting my work done from.
I also saw a couple of people selling some kind of carnival sideshow painted banners, neon signs, and handpainted lounge signs. I didn't feel like shelling out the hundreds of bucks for the neon or paying for a sign that the guy had 12 copies of in the back. But it did give me an idea to paint my own sign and put it upstairs on the patio (or my lounge-in-progress). Or maybe I'll get my sister to paint it, because she's fuckin' awesome with painting, and is a professional graphic designer.
I went to hastings to pick up a copy of the new Bad Religion CD, since I apparently went there 3 days to early last time. Of course, they were sold out. I'm suprised there were enough people on this island to actually sell out of BR. So I picked up an Atreyu CD and a Skinny Puppy CD I'd never heard of. They better be good for the prices they charge. If they suck, I will illegally download enough music to recuperate my losses. Sounds fair.
All this and I even spent 3 hours at work this morning! I might go back for another hour, I haven't decided yet..
And also, I passed President Bush on I-45 coming home today. Never done that before. He had the whole procession going, bulletproof limo with the little flags and everything.