Thursday, August 21, 2008

Take A Flying Fuck At A Rolling Donut.






I can't take credit for that one. I learned it from Mr. Eddie O'Brien from The Eat. Let's see...where'd I leave off? Oh, last Tuesday was a success. We went in and did the Elvis Costello song. Pete sang and played drums and Matt and I played guitars. Matt was gonna play bass but he changed his mind at the last minute. Pity. He's a good bass player. All in all, it was a fun night. I'm trying to figure out a way to post some of these rough tracks so anyone who wants to can listen to the progress. Thursday at the Quillo was no great shakes. Kinda the same goes for Elwood's on Saturday. Kris went and Keith showed with our old friend Deb who was visiting from out of town. Sunday, we got rained out and I caught up on a little sleep. This week, Johanna started 1st grade! Kris and I took her to school the first day and got a little emotional. Seems like yesterday I was changing diapers. Next it'll be college applications (which Kris will have to figger out....What was that thing about Women Are Smarter?...Amen, Sister).

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