WOO HOO! NaD is back! I'm in Denton at the moment so I can't download it to my ipod. It can keep me company on my way to work tomorrow, which is more appopriate anyhow.
But since I'm in Denton, I can finally post my Tomato pics. I did set up a Flickr account at Triana's encouragement but I'm trying to figure a few things out first, like how to put them in the order I want people to see them. Right now it's doing it backwards and pissing me off. I think being on my own computer may help as well.
You figure there's a reason.
This jukebox was trapped in 1991.
Upstairs or down? One was non-smoking and I never could figure out which. Who the hell wants to sit downstairs anyway?
The grain befits the setting...
This never was a clean establishment.
Trash would sit there for hours.
This table was a bit much, even for the Tomato...
Yes, those are cigarette burns.
Don't they, though...
But jesus this place had killer pizza. And REALLY cheap beer. And clearly, a terrific atmosphere for a college student. (The filth was somehow twenty times more striking when I was there taking these pictures, not that I didn't notice it when I was eighteen, though).
And as I've mentioned before, it was being shut down so that Barnes & Noble/Walgreens/Starbucks can go in. Everything cool about Fry Street is almost gone, but this I think place held the most nostalgia for us. People torched the Tomato before it could be demolished and now it has been brought down by the wrecker. It is at this moment a rubble pile. (And unless the thunderstorms prevent me I'll try to swing by to take a picture of said rubble pile to depress the living hell out of the ex-Dentonites).
Alex has sent me three more. In my own defense, most of mine were taken during the day but regardless, these just look so much cooler. Far more artistic, as photos of The Tomato should.
View of the cool copy center across the street.
some crazy people.
And here below we have such a cool treasure, and oh my god is it depressing. It's seven minutes, but it's edited down and worth it. Great sound (NSFW or small kids)--these guys got there nearly from the very beginning. Complete with small explosions near the end. What a day and age we live in...it's like you were there. (Don't know how titillating this will be for non-Dentonites, but the uh, dialogue is hysterically bad. So funny and painful all at once...not that I would have had anything better to say).