Take this with a grain of salt
Tomorrow night, it figures... we've got somebody watching the boys, and we can't do anything, because we've always made plans. There's a ska show matinee at the Bottleneck, the farewell Coalesce show at the Granada, and then Mean Dean and Stevie Cruz are spinning metal down at the Replay. That's a fullt evening of rock and drinking right there.
But, noooooooooooo... we had to go and make plans for the evening. I suppose we could try and get out of them, but then we'd have to come up with some sort of excuse, and people always get bent out of shape when you change plans at the last moment.
*This is a joke, jackasses. Christ, even I wouldn't bail on my own wedding reception for a concert. Besides, we're seeing the Deathray Davies Sunday night.*
But, noooooooooooo... we had to go and make plans for the evening. I suppose we could try and get out of them, but then we'd have to come up with some sort of excuse, and people always get bent out of shape when you change plans at the last moment.
*This is a joke, jackasses. Christ, even I wouldn't bail on my own wedding reception for a concert. Besides, we're seeing the Deathray Davies Sunday night.*