Thursday, January 27, 2005

Damn, I missed a day. Oh well, sometimes the karmic deck is stacked against you, and yesterday was such a day. Crack was supposed to have practice, but Jeff broke his bass, Sigmund forgot his trombone, and Andy got there late. Some days negative forces align against you, and it's better to just retreat until the wheel of fortune turns in your favor.

I've been getting lots of feedback regarding Crack's performance last Saturday, and some of it has even been positive. Sort of. Kelly Gonzales, woman of mystery, said, "Crack wasn't as bad as I thought they would be." John Howard, who didn't even attend the gig, said, "I heard that Jeff Wilson has a filthy mouth. He's going to hell." Stephanie MacFarlane refused to comment on Crack, instead giggling and then running away when asked. D.K. Punzi, midget superlawyer said, "I thought you guys sounded ok, but it mighta been the booze."

It's raining cats and dogs here today, and I just feel like taking a little nap. This is one of those times when it sucks to be tall, because that little crawl space under my desk looks awfully inviting....

2 comments:

CrackBass said...

you tell that john howard that he can go to hell for all i care.

The League said...

As a concerned brother, I can only tell you to quit your all night sessions switching between QVC and TBN, quit drinking coffee at 11:00pm, and get some real sleep.