we had a bitching time this weekend - one show at the lanes in asbury park, and the other at the note in west chester. drunkenly sat on a johnny's momma's homemade rum cake and lost my last set of back up keys (and probably some of my dignity). learned that most people really are trying to rip you off if you play at their bar. and hey, just because we enjoy playing does not mean it is for free. if i wanted to get screwed for money all night i would be a hooker.
my buddy kris shot some late night/early morning photos for us over at his studio/warehouse/apartment. dogs and wine and sushi and twigs and trees and other trees and magic. we kind of look like a black metal band in the final shots but i am kind of really into it.
leaving for cali on wednesday and i have yet to pack. wondering how i am getting to work tomorrow without a car. too many highways to ride my bike down. also wondering how long my car will be stagnant in the oh seis parking lot (front yard). i envision some homeless man in asbury scratching his ass with my last spare key.
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