Coachella is The What's Up

Tomorrow begins the Coachella Adventure. It's going to be ridiculous. There will be much dancing and merry making. I'm going to count the number of people wearing Von Dutch hats. Here's some line up buzz. Clearly, this is not the last word, but it gives us an idea.
So, I only packed the essentials, tank tops t-shirts, shorts, pants, fleece, bathing suit (my mother always told me to pack one cause you never know) a flashlight, sun block, a hat, 6 mini bottles of rum and a cigar. Only the essentials. Am I missing anything?

Since I'm often an ass, I booked myself on a flight that gets me into LAX 7 hours before my friends. It looked like I was headed for a screw driver marathon (airport drink of choice unless I'm at the Chilis in Termainal A in Atlanta, then it's a margurita) in the Delta Crown Room. This worried me slightly because not only was it highly likely that I'd pass out and miss my friends, but what if my game was off and I made a fool of myself on the putting green? This is why I love Delta. They know how important it is for me to stay on top of my game, even when I'm traveling. Instead my buddy Larry is picking me up and I'm going on location with him while he shoots footage for a TV pilot. Obvioulsy, this translates into my dream coming to fruision: Claire Catherine --Super Star, you know, cause I'm going to be discovered. Cheers Larry!

Today, I love Dizzee Rascal. You should too.
So who is everyone psyched to see this weekend?