saturday morning. i had time and things i had to do, but when i have
time i want to do things other than those i have to, things less essential
but more urgent. so it was i sat down with two dollar bills and started slicing
them into strips. then i interpolated the strips and laminated the whole
thing with packing tape. bruce called when i was in the middle of it. i haven't
seen too much of him since he and connie had sadie last july 7, but connie
was out of town with the kid so he came over just as i was finishing. we
went to the dock, ate breakfast, drank bloodies, met azur, who brought us
by one of his landscaping jobs, then to his house where we hung out in the
sunny backyard, smoked, played with his housemate's dog soda, who we renamed
cracker. bruce and i went to the buckaroo. i took out another couple of bucks
and wove them together, upside down
in relation to each other. as i was doing this 2 passersby looked in the
window and wanted to know what i was doing. one came in, delighted, and told
me he worked security at the showbox and i should look him up next time i
went down. night was coming, time to head to jed's for an evening's rocking
out. chrystya's voice was out of commission, so it turned out to be a true
sausage party, with everyone switching off instruments but the basic
lineup being bill spence on drums, jed murdock on guitar,
dylan neuwirth
on vox, and me on bass, with the addition of
ed shively and
ashok mudhokar
taking turns on guitars and drums. the whole thing lasted 5 hours, all of
it recorded straight to laptop. rock.
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