Monday, June 30, 2008
Might As Well Face It Your Dick's In The Mud or Ain't No Cure For The Summertime 'Do.
Yes I did it, Captain Bubbles McKissesandcuddles. I had to chop my hair off. It's too fleepin' hot lately. I sweat all day at the job and all weekend at the gigs. When I stand next to Rick, people think we're the Fordham Baldies. Kris HATES it...but still loves me...I think. This past weekend, I had a few gigs. I played with Charlie Pickett at Churchill's on Saturday night and that's where I picked up the swell Ventures' record for a whopping 6 bucks! I haven't had the time to play it yet. Eddie wants to get another Eat show happening for September. We did a double on Sunday. We had a retirement party in Royal Palm Beach and Elwood's. Tomorrow, it's off to Jacksonville to see Tom Waits. I'll pull together some sort of photo journal for the next blog. In the meantime, here's a few photos from the O'Hara's thing. Can you spot me? Sorry this is not so detailed (i'm apologizing to myself), but i'm really tired and I have a long drive tomorrow. I'm sure I left a few things out.
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