SXSW Sendoff Tragedy: Denied Dgz!

When Hz saw the flyer for the Are You Local? SXSW Sendoff at First Avenue, she was only slightly stoked at first. There were some pretty rad bands playing, but usually the HtDg MDz don’t go into downtown on the weekends, because that’s when the superlame D-bgz go there, and if there’s one thing a HtDg Doctor doesn’t like, it is THAT (except sometimes Ez does like that- noshedoesn’tyesshedoesnoshedosen’t).  Right before Hz stopped caring about the flyer, she noticed that down at the bottom was a tiny hotdog! Totally dope! Then she really cared, like a LOT! And called Ez right away!

Hello, Hot Dog!

Hello, Hot Dog!

Can you spot the dog in this picture? Hz did!

Can you spot the dog in this picture? Hz did!

So the Doctors rounded up a Street Force, including Dnz and Paul D. Ez and Dnz went down there right away, because they were super starving. The scene was SET! There were tons of people so they thought it best to scope the hot dog operation- and quick. They walked right in and followed the signs.

and make haste!

and make haste!

Well, you don’t get to be doctor without learning to tell when stuff’s sinking south and this was getting critical! Every time they got in line for a delicious hot dog, they would run out before they got one and then the chef would have to go make some more!  Every time it was like, come back in 5 minutes, come back in 5 minutes. Como se dice Broken Record?!!

This was totally weak.  But finally, during one of the dog runs, Dnz scored a dog.   A natural Hotdog Force, Dnz saw them unload a batch and she moved it up there, Pronto!  It took forever, but it was delicious, she said, and we believe her like whoa.

hard work and determination

hard work and determination

Ez saw the writing on the wall: If Hz didn’t hurry up and get to First Avenue, there would be NO DOGS LEFT! So she sent an SOS for Hz to GET OVER HERE NOW!

Hz receives an SOS from Ez!

Hz receives an SOS from Ez!

But Hz was doing the very best she could! She thought that she would park in a parking ramp and pay on the way out, but HOLY CRAP! It was event parking, and she had to pay on the way IN! And guess who didn’t have ten dollars? HZ DIDN’T! So then she had to drive all the way to Sex World to go to the cash machine, so she was super late, and in super trouble!

When Hz finally arrived, the Hot Dog Street Force rolled downstairs to try for dogs one more time. But they were like, OH MY GOD, OH NO! Because the sign said no dogs!!!

tough bnz, MDz

tough bnz, MDz

oh, please don't cry

oh, please don't cry

This was a hard reality- a real tough hit. Dnz was the only one to get some that night. Ez kept digging for details, just kept on asking. What was it like? Was it good? Dnz didn’t talk too much on the matter, but said it was fresh. That was almost enough for Ez.

fresh and good, she said

fresh and good, she said

Paul D and Hz were starving so bad though. So even though they would have done some pretty uncool things to score a dog, it wouldn’t have even mattered because there weren’t any there anyhow. So they just got pizza instead. It was pretty good, but there’s nothing like a dog, as I’m sure you will agree.

whadaryagonnado?

whadaryagonnado?

Too late for hot dogs and too late to see First Communion Afterparty, we made ourselves feel better by drinking majorly huge beers and listening to music. The Doctors both agreed that the best band of our night was Solid Gold, for several reasons:

  1. Totally cute!
  2. Sweet outfits
  3. Good music

Here is a video, so you can hear how totally premium they are.

But wait! We forgot something! Before Solid Gold started, one of the guys in the band was walking around, and Ez noticed that he was wearing skinny black jeans with white shoes, which we thought was a totally excellent combination. Then we were doing some shopping at the Solid Gold merch table, and we saw this, which was a hilarious joke, but also a tragic waste of dog:

rock stars are wasteful

rock stars are wasteful

And also, we handed out some business cards that night, to maximize exposure on the street! Awesome times ten!

This is our business card. Supreme!

This is our business card. Supreme!

Our lessons for tonight are these:

  1. If you want to be a hot dog doctor, you must always be ready for a dog any time, ALL the time. And usually parking ramps and hot dog places will not take credit cards. So Hz will always roll with some flow from now on.
  2. Wear skinny black jeans with white shoes.
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March 17, 2009. Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , . Dnz, Drunkenness, Fashions, Getting Lost or stuck somewhere, Hot Dog Dining, Music and Shows, Paul D, Poverty.

3 Comments

  1. Jz replied:

    This is all fine and good hot dog heads, but you are consistently leaving us demi-vegetarians who eat only vegetables and fish OUT and I am sincerely considering dropping my daily, delivered to my door, subscription of your hot dog paper. In fact, I may even wrap it in lettuce and throw it back at the paper boy and wonk him off his bike to prove my point. So, I’d like to assign to you an imperative HDC (hot dog challenge, for those of you less educated eaters), to outline a VD Map (EW, no, not THAT VD-a veggie dog map, loser) of the Twin Cities so you do not alienate your reader base.

    Mustard and sport peppers 4-ever,
    Jz

  2. ilovehotdogs replied:

    Wow, Jz! Of course we’re on it! Please, will you join us on our mission to The Weinery for one of these VDz and spare your poor delivery boy?
    Do no harm,
    HtDgMdz

  3. Through the Port Hole « Hot Dog Blog replied:

    […] before. This year Solid Gold was playing and the MDz have made their love embarrassingly plain in past posts and unanswered emails. But because Hz loves her family, she couldn’t attend this year- went […]

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