After two days of recovery, I'm still a little drained of energy after the weekend plus. I enjoyed meeting all of you at Violent Femmes and getting to be part of the group photo, but I feel like I owe weenie an apology. I tried to make a joke of my advanced age compared to the rest of you, and instead I think I insulted weenie by accident. So anyway, weenie, I'm sorry.
No worries my friend! A) I don't have any idea what you're talking about and B) I'm pretty damn hard to offend. Just don't talk shit about the TV show Fringe and we'll be fine. It was great to meet you!
I'm afraid I'm back with the plebes this year, but I'll keep my eyes peeled for that shirt dans le venue! Left of the soundbooth at any show man, I'm pretty sure you'll be able to recognize a couple of us and I'd love to share an extremely overpriced beer or some warm boob vodka with ya.