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Whew! I am one tired mofo today. Yesterday was a beast! I good beast, but a beast, just the same. Been a long time since I’ve pulled a day like that and as I’m an older gent, now, it’s not something I can just jump into. I should have worked up to it, but it is what it is. What is it? Well, I’ll explain.

The BCPF and I started off by doing the “10k by 10a” that we have decided we’re determined to do. I’ll talk more about that in a The Man Who Walked the Town blog post so I won’t go a lot into it today. But, we did do it (exactly by 10am) and it was a rough one, but, again, we did it. We did our food (Mary’s), coffee (Atelier) and beer (Hoots) stuffs and then went home.

Then, after a shower, we went to RayLen Vineyards and participated in the Vagabond Saints Society: A Night with Talking Heads. Hung with some of my best musical buds, performed three tunes and had a great time. Then we left and went directly to Finnigan’s Wake (Official Emerald Isle of The Less Desirables) and played a couple of sets with my Threadbare Trio comrade, Clay Howard.

So, up at 6:30a and non-stop until 1:45a this morning. Ate once, really, and am feeling it today. My feet and ankles are screaming at me but, hey, I’ll live and deal. Here’s hoping your Sunday is fantastic!

Until tomorrow, same blog channel…
Scorp out!

“And we’re havin’ fun with no money. Little smile on his face. Don’t cha’ love the little baby? Don’t you want to make him stay up late?” – “Stay Up Late” (Byrne)