los straight jackets perform tonight on late night with conan o' brien. they're a californian, instrumental, surfer-rock band that wear mexican wrestling masks when they perform. they--a bunch of gringos--also only speak in espanol during their concerts. they play the only rendition of "my heart will go on" (yes, the titanic song) that i'll even consider listening to. i first heard them earlier this year when albert popped one of their albums into the cd player during our road trip to florida. what a road trip that was! 3 single guys (al, pat and i) rented a neon (woohoo!) and drove down to the sunshine state. highlights of the trip included making sand castles ("sand walls" and "sand chicks" too), buying a hat that says "rodeo, america's #1 sport", and... hmm... yeah, that's about it. the end.

my life is exciting, isn't it? even when i go on vacations.

los straight jackets are almost on. gotta tune in. peace out.
(hey, all of those sentences ended with a preposition... my english teacher would be so disappointed in me)