#fallujah71

Well this weekend was very eventful. Began Friday morning when I learned that the crackheads I heard fighting outside at 3am were really slashing all four tires on my mother's car, which needless to say ruined her morning and most of the day. Then I went to work, had an awesome jam session with the other guys in Sullied River and proceeded to get drunk, call one of my friends a fascist for no apparent reason and pass out on the singers floor. No one drew a dick on my face thankfully. Then Saturday comes around and after stopping by home I go to work, and somewhere in between getting to work and finishing packing up one of the tires on my car got slashed. Couldn't have come at a less opportune time since Dante and I had to meet Drew at Amplyfi in less than an hour to play, which was approximately a 30 minute drive from where we were at. Still with a AAA driver a phone call away and new tire on in twenty minutes we were good to go and made to the show just as we were supposed to go on, were set up in 7 minutes and got to playing. Then it was on to the next gig, which was a friends 21st birthday party in Eagle Rock. We made it there and Drew and Dante were already quite inebriated but we played a killer set and everyone danced which was pretty awesome but the fun wasn't over. After packing up we began to drink heavily and the night ended with Dante passed out on the couch, myself out on the front lawn and Drew at home, who sadly had to go to a job interview in the morning (jesus man, you never cease to amaze me). Sunday after hanging with our new friends David, Sylvia, and Eden, Dante and I hightailed it back to Venice so he could get picked up to go see Flock of Seagulls in the park at Warner Center in a semi-conscious state. After taking care of the usual daily crap it was back on the road for me, my mission was to see our friends the Peek's last show in Burbank at Viva Cantina, you guys were fuckin' amazing, just saying. You can't stay dead, good Rock n' Roll never dies. Then it was back out to Eagle Rock to hang with David, Eden and her boyfriend. Ended the night with a glass of port on David's couch which was fuckin' delicious, and passed out. Since then it's been life bullshit after life bullshit but most of it is cleared up now at least so today I will be relaxing in Topanga for a while. Maybe I'll climb a mountain today, I don't know.