St. Louis

Last night was awesome. It was the best Giants show I’d ever seen. I’m no TDK (dude with over 101 shows and counting) but I’ve seen a lot of Giants shows and this one was magic.
I had a good time playing. A real good time. My old roommate, Matt, helped me out with my merch table. I did a cd with him called MC Duncan’s Dog and Pony Show. He’s a good songwriter. It was good hanging out with him and his dad. His dad use to be a band director in town. He’s got some good stories about the inner workings of St. Louis. Good folks!
Again, the Giants put on one of the best shows I’ve ever seen them do. Holy wow was it good. And I met some cool people and some nice people and some pretty people and I left feeling on top of the world.
And Hocus Pocus rocked again!
I can’t remember this one dude’s name but he was in fourth grade and he told me about his four page report about Ben Franklin and recommended that I read “The Adventures of the Blue Avenger.” I told him to read “Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing” before he hits the fifth.
Dammit it was such a good night. I can’t even go into detail right now. You just have to buy me a beer someday and I’ll let that story spin. I’ll tell you about the crazed Cardinals fan, the pretty girls who hit on me, the store, the requests for writing something dirty on the cd’s and what I wrote (people still think goats are funny), and the zombie that was eating wings from Blueberry Hill. One beer.