So, I'm not much of a blogger but I figure I should write something...
I've been taking good care of myself by staying up late and getting completely sloshed every night. Well, no drinkage last night but I was still up till 4.
Had my first show on the 6th at Fountain City in Columbus, GA. Turned out to be a really cool place. I was planning on playing the show, packing up and getting back to the hotel but BJ, the guy who books Fountain City, signed me up for open mic at The Loft across the street. Great venue with a major studio space above it that includes living quarters fit for a band of at least 10 members easy.

Uh.... the luxurious Extended Stay hotel in Atlanta interrupts this message with an annoying fire alarm... I'd go get my shit but I suspect someone has charred their lunch since it pretty much smells like Piccadilly in the hallways.

Ok, where was I...

Oh yeah, The Loft. Well I met this guy, Pat...

Ya know, this thing is never going to get finished... i hear fire trucks and a spider (a Brown Recluse I'm sure) just attempted an airborne attack on me but I kicked his fucking ass!
Just SAW the fire truck and for those of you who know me know that I am now freaked out because of the spider.

Needless to say, I must now go back to my room for more than one reason.

To be continued...