an action packed weekend.



thursday--headlining the climax sucked. missed changes. parking tickets. lame lame openers. i frightened guitar players with distorted chords that would make cliff proud. unfortunately, it also caused them to forget their parts. improvisation rocks!



friday night i was visited by the chief at andrews party. apparently, i was quite the party animal. i didn't lock myself in the bathroom this time--instead, i slept in a van. apparently, i was snoring loudly in the van during a long drive around denver. woke up with many new bruises (either i was dropped or fell out of the van), and a reputation for being a wild man. i'm glad that i don't do that often.



the chief left my body in a cloud of smoke and bile, saying, "i need 50 cents so that i can get to the treatment center in boulder. if you have a dollar, i could use a ham sandwich."



it's a good thing that the chief quit drinking orange juice and antifreeze.



saturday, i re-hydrated and rested. still mystified by the pickup truck. watched part of "the good the bad and the ugly". i wish that i had a fist full of dollars.



sunday, bought a volvo. walked the dog with no eyes. helped a drunk cowboy open a quart of busch. jerked off 8 times.



kerry is in town. this is good. he's all "are you ready to make a kick ass record?" i love his enthusiasm. he says about my rig "you'll be easy." that's the point, man.



whee! i'm going to sleep--big day tomorrow with registration, work lunacy, practice.