I just realized that I nearly forgot to post today. I’ve made it every day this year and would prefer not to kill the streak. It’s the only streak I haven’t broken – just ask my Portuguese Rosetta Stone program and gym membership. Oh, and I don’t clean the cat box every three days like I promised either.
I’m in the Chicago suburbs in my car on the phone writing this thing. We’re playing a gig but we don’t go on for another two hours.
Oh, and I got here (a bar) and realized I had forgotten to bring both my wallet and my cash. I probably haven’t made that mistake in over five years. So I had to play the “I’m with the band” card when I walked in and the bouncer asked for my ID. I don’t drink, so it’s no big deal, but it is so weird to be without dough.
Before the show, since my car is covered in bird shit, I pulled into a Shell station to get this bastard washed. I put my wheels on that auto-track thing, and walked to the pay station. Then I realized I didn’t have my money. I had to reverse out of the carwash line, and was embarrassed, scanning all of the patrons at the pumps to see if they noticed. This is my craziness.
I borrowed six bucks from the lead singer which got me an O’Doul’s. It’s something to do.
Well, I probably should exit the car and go inside to the show. The first band is starting. We go on third.
I have to figure out how to upload an image to end this post. Wish me luck.
