A busy day in the shop, trying like hell to catch up on shit. Unpacking this, updating that, folding this, filing that. I always forget about the mess at the end of each roadtrip. I’m a slow learner.

Highlight of the day was seeing Sleep at the Roseland with my buddy Robby Hottois. A favorite of his from back in the day, he couldn’t get a ticket, and by the grace of Arlie, I got a couple super passes, so, well, we went.

And that shit was loud, and I think, if I focus for a second, I can still hear the ringing in my ears a couple days later.

Thanks, Heavy Metal.

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OH YEAH: After Sleep we went and caught Nomeansno. Fucking great. Only took me 20 year to see ‘em. That’s 10th grade for this yahoo.