Not too much to say about last night. The air conditioner wasn’t working so it was sweltering hot in the club. Fortunately our singer Damon dragged the big fan (pictured) into the room to face the stage providing a little bit of relief. We only did three sets with our now standard two 15-minute breaks. I also hit a ginormous pothole on the way home which took out my front passenger side tire. Having only an inadequate jack I had to call Triple A to swap it out with my donut. It took the driver over 90 minutes to arrive – surprising for a major city – but it was late at night so I guess I can give them a pass.
Off tonight and tomorrow. Not feeling terribly motivated right now but that could change as the night progresses.