It was just one of those weekends. Drive to Austin, find parking, unload, find time slot, set up, play, tear down, lug gear across the street, hang out in near claustrophobic club, go get keys and tell David someone backed up into his car, walk down Red River to give back keys, drive to Lisa’s, then David arrives and he forces me to drink and listen to country music till 6:30am. What a night!  No wonder I look like this!!!