The show with That Handsome Devil went pretty well. I can think of one part that I botched, but it wasn't that bad. People seemed like they were having a good time.

There was a decent punk band after us. I wish I could remember their name.

I keep thinking that I should be a lot more drunk than I am right now, but then I remember that I was drinking PBR all night. One dollar drafts are dangerous. But when they're Pabst, there really isn't much to worry about. After doing a session with Andy and Gina earlier today and then spending what seemed like a pile of money at the bar after our set, I somehow managed to end up two bucks ahead - a bar band's wage and I'm happy to take it.