Knob? as in the Bourbon/Whiskey? Hmm, I've never tried that before. I'm more of a beer or wine kinda guy. Unless I'm looking to be efficient, then it's Sailor Jerry's Spiced Rum mixed with the Doctor of Pepper. But if this is Country Drunk Law than so be it. AAND as far as the motorhome game goes, I have just the neighbor to borrow the DVD from!
I'm going to be getting my country on in a couple weeks. My high school friend and Dead tour buddy from back in the day is coming into town with his band "The Deep Dark Woods". They played SXSW last year and have a steady and loyal following. Stoked to see him/ them... so how does one get country drunk?
Last Edit: Jun 9, 2013 0:12:52 GMT -5 by DARTH JEFF
Just remembered meeting Fox's lady friend. She had a tattoo done by a friend of mine which I recognized AND she had a tattoo that I wanted to get and when I went to talk about getting it I was told someone had just gotten(that's a word right?) it...Fox's cool ass female fox friend (I don't remember her name). Also, I realized today that boobytrap spelled backwards is partyboob so I'd say it was a pretty good day.
Last Edit: Jun 5, 2013 23:59:37 GMT -5 by DARTH JEFF
I'm on a mobile device and clicked "desktop" which is located near the bottom of that aweful blue and white page and it brought me back to our brown Sasquatch background layout and nearly all the old features.
Still so much putting-back-together of the real world to do; full report later. Just wanted to say to Darth that I'm sorry for running you off as soon as Beachwood Sparks started their soundcheck. We still had a solid twenty minutes to shoot the shit -- which I would have gladly done because you are one solid dude -- but my mind was so chuned to finally seeing the Sparks fly that as soon as those goofy bastards came onstage I was sure that they were firing up the machine. Thanks for coming over to see me; that was the icing on the cake of what was one of my favorite moments of the entire weekend.
Hope I wasn't too weird. I was pretty fucking weird at that particular moment. I'd just been Death Gripped and all that.
It was great to meet you. Wish I had arrived 2 minutes early so I could have said hi to Stormy too. Short and sweet is usually how I roll so it was all good, my kids had just walked down the slope from picking up some over price quesadilla's so the timing for my exit was perfect. We grabbed a picnic table and enjoyed an intimate set with Beachwood. Just a great day.