help me kill my time

I'm in Dallas today and I'd like to talk about it. First off, I'm not a huge fan of Texas, and I mean no disrespect..I adore Austin, and Dallas has a special place in my heart for certain reasons, it's not Mark Cuban. Rob and I took a cab to the Cafe Brazil, which sadly is one of the only places still open down here. Trees closed, Gypsy Ball Room closed and apparently it's a pretty sketchy area. There are a whole bunch of buildings and businesses are gutted and I was talking to the Cab driver on the way to Cafe Brazil and he concurred, apparently the area has been having a hard time. That bums me out because I love Deep Ellum, there's that one parking sign where the "L's" in the word "Ellum" are saxaphones with music notes flowing from them, the sign is by "Deep Sushi." I love playing in Dallas, especially the Gypsy Ball Room because they always painted big ads for the show on the wall. I always think of Elliott Smith when I see the sign for Denton, he grew up there for part of his life. So tonight, I'll probably listen to Elliott Smith, I'm actually listening right now. There's a song where he mentions, "old Dallas town"...it's nice. It's pretty hot today, ridiculously hot. I took some pictures today that were kind of bland and dead, but thats what Deep Ellum seems like to me, there's also a picture of "Flaming Lips Alley" from when we were in Oklahoma City last night. Anyway, we walked to a Starbucks and talked about conspiracy theories reguarding 9-11 (crazy shizz man) and also, I read an article about a company named John Galt Cooperation (or something like that) in which something happened that is very interesting when put in context of the book "Atlas Shrugged"...something about people disappearing, a fire...no record of it ever happening. I have to look it up. "The story of a man who said he'd stop the motor of the world, and did." Bye Byee.