It’s Thursday, Sept 11th (We’re liberal over here, but we’re not punks. We don’t forget) 2008 @ 11:07 am and Hurricane Ike is barreling up the Gulf of Mexico on his way to Houston. I’ve already received emails about one of my dj gigs being cancelled and I’m gonna make a round of calls to see what’s really good on the others.

The good folks at the Law Firm of ********* & ********, llp (my weekday employer), have offered to temporarily relocate me to the City of Austin while Ike beats up my hometown in a similar fashion to another dude named Ike and a young stallion from Nutbush named Tina.

Updates forthcoming.