From the desk of Ravishing Rad Chode
After the weirdness in Spring, TX we decided to redeye it to San Antonio where we would be staying at Rancid Vat Headquarters. After sleeping a couple of hours we got the booze out of the Rock N Roll Dump Truck and got the grand tour from the legendary Marla Vee.
Stripper Kyle, our humble drummer, told me he was going to bomb the hill out front “and probably eat shit,” while Marla Showed me around. You see
RVHQ is an awesome pad on a hill with a steep, winding road perfect for eating shit on a skateboard it turns out. In ten minutes time Kyle returned, fresh road rash decorating his elbow, leg and hip.
About this time I remembered our genius bass player’s spill in the Boom Boom Room parking lot back in Lafayette. I failed to mention it earlier but all six feet five inches of him came crashing to the ground during a drunken Ollie attempt behind the venue. “Two men injured, one drunk and one sleeping,” I thought, “how very appropriate for noon of day three.”
Eventually we all got up and going. There was a heated swimming pool we weren’t about to miss so when Marla’s son and grandson appeared we all hopped in and commenced to shoot the shit while Marla fired up the grill. We enjoyed burgers, sausage and various dips. We had everything we needed and a helluva time by 5pm. Good food, good company, good tunes. It was time to get ready for the Rulebreaker’s Ball, but first there was the matter of the Alamo…
Off to the gym, y’all catch part four later as the Chodes encounter Mexican Trump, Texas Rangers and Overpriced Beers on the Riverwalk!