When I say Madonna, you say cunt!

Coachella was simply amazing. Good times were had by all. They were mostly drunken good times, but good times none the less. I have compiled a run down of the weekend.

Those in attendance...

Woods
AP
Sad Girl
Lyvinator
Des
Wee
Gallegos
Leenie
Mnky (& his crew)
Pea
Erb

Those I spotted around PS and/or at festival...

Jake Shears (of Scissor Sisters)
Mario Diaz (of Dirty Sanchez & Hot Dog)
Michelle Trachtenberg (from the Buffy TV show and the amazing film Mysterious Skin)

Here is a rundown of the performers I saw...

Lady Sovereign
Colette (also known as DJ Colette)
Ladytron
Franz Ferdinand
Depeche Mode
The Rakes
Daft Punk
Matisyahu
Bloc Party
Gnarls Barkley
Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Madonna
Massive Attack
Scissor Sisters
Tool

The highlights about the Coachella weekend were:

– Señor Corn's Baked Potatoes with butter, sour cream, cheese, & salsa
– Roasted Corn On The Cob
– Woods sneaking Stoli into the fest
– Sad Girl’s Sunblock bottle full of Vodka (ghetto much?)
– Drinking booze in line before the Security Check Point
– Wee supplying me Stoli Razberi
– Finding men for Wee (even tho she wasn’t around!)
– Drinking Coors Light on the way to the festival ground (while driving Betina)
– Drinking Coors Light while walking to the Coachella entrance
– Drinking Sprite mixed with Stoli Razberi on the way to the festival ground (while driving Betina)
– Chick whose skirt got caught on the fence and hung there in her underwear while being un-stuck by her amigos
– Gallegos drinking
– Mary’s Jane
– Gallegos pissing
– Hanky flagging with the girls
– Cheesy nachos
– The Do Lab (also known as The Jungle Area)
– The Stilt-Walkers (I spotted Faux Pas!)
– The bathroom situations
– Frozen Lemonade
– The Palm Desert Condo
– Bloody Mary’s with Absolut Citron
– Staying up until 6am with Sad Girl, Woods, and Pea drinking, talking shit, and watching plenty of titties bounce on television
– Madonna getting boo’d by the frazzled audience
– Colette’s awesome selection of tunes
– Hunters
– Hunters’ cheap ass drinks
– Dancing like a madman @ Hunters with Sad Girl, Leenie, AP, Mnky and Woods
– Digital Camera pictures
– Pink balloons from Hunters
– Joking with the girls
– My good eye
– Woods route to Palm Desert through Ramona
– The hick-ass-ville Diary Queen
– Driving down the 86 to the 78 to get back home
– The Salton Sea
– Long John Silver’s/KFC
– Viva La Raza! No work on May 01, 2006!
– Mnky & his crew spotting tallsome Woods while we snaked through the Madonna madness
– Karen O eating her mic
– Scissor Sisters kicking ass on stage
– The Rakes cracked out, yet amazing little set (“this one’s for Kanye!”)
– Running into my mates by chance
– Walking to and from the car (I think I am the only one who enjoyed this)
– Getting good pictures of random dudes I thought were attractive
– Running into people I didn’t think I would see
– Taking way too many pictures

The shitty lowlights about the Coachella weekend were:

– Madonna making everyone wait over 30 minutes before she went on stage (that ho-bag!)
– The ID check lines
– The disgusting margaritas in the beer garden
– 7 dollars for a “shess-burger”
– Having to wait 14 minutes to get a “shess-burger”
– Coachella organizers’ exit strategy
– Cell Phones not working
– Text Messaging not working
– Being the only one “thoroughly” frisked at the Security Check Point
– Missing Infusion’s set
– Missing Audio Bullys’ set
– Missing White Rose Movement’s set
– Missing Imogen Heap’s set
– Missing Louie Vega’s set
– Missing Paul Oakenfold’s set
– Missing Mylo’s set
– Missing Metric’s set
– Leaving late
– Lazy Security Guards
– Inconsiderate dolts
– Inconsiderate dolts with their girlfriends sitting on their shoulders
– Losing my mates
– Señor Corn running out of Baked Potatoes!
– Madonna Queens versus Tool Heads
– Madonna Queens talking smack – “Madonna saved this festival!” (Shut up, you cocksucking morons!)
– Tool Heads talking smack – “Madonna ruined this festival!” (Shut up, you cocksucking morons!)
– Gas prices for the weekend
– My nervous condition driving to Palm Springs

Ok, so there was, like, over 200 pictures from the Coachella weekend. Instead of trying to squeeze them into this one entry, I’m going to be posting the numerous wonderfully incriminating pictures over the next few days. This will give me a chance to separate them into sections. Yes, I said sections.