Shit Yeah
I had an amazing adventure on Sunday night. I saw Rasputina for the 3rd time and, as always, it fucking rocked. Somehow I ended up in Portland, after driving to Eugene and back, and spent the wee hours with the guitarist from the opening act. Chris from Aberdeen City. I'll post pictures if I can figure out how.
After about .5 seconds of sleep I woke up in the Washington Square hotel, checked out, and drove back to Salem to spend the rest of the day resting and trying to get rid of the nasty chest-cold that always seems to accumulate right before I take an extra day off for the weekend.
After about .5 seconds of sleep I woke up in the Washington Square hotel, checked out, and drove back to Salem to spend the rest of the day resting and trying to get rid of the nasty chest-cold that always seems to accumulate right before I take an extra day off for the weekend.