pavlovsdog

Marley was dead: to begin with. There is no doubt...
Oh wait, wrong story.
The show is over: to begin with. There is no doubt I had some good times. Unfortunately my rockstar lifestyle has come to an end. The days of touring across the state, performing for about a hundred half awake kids are over. Now I am back keeping the greater part of north Asheville over-stimulated. With caffeine, you dirty birds.
I am in show withdrawal now. It always happens. For about a week after a show is over, I wander aimlessly around not knowing what to do with myself. That is until I find something else to keep me focused.
I'm going to miss these snot-noses though:


And I'm going to miss doing it with these snot-noses:



Performing that is! Gah! Get your minds out of the gutter people!

One thing I won't miss is putting this damn thing up everyday:


So yeah, I have about two weeks before I start on my next project. I've got a couple of lighting design gigs lined up, but I don't know when I'll be performing again. However I don't think I'll be leaving the coffee shop anytime soon.

Last weekend also brought another lovely SGNC party. We managed to keep all our members, but our again members didn't manage to keep their pants. Now that was dirty you guys. Luckily the real incriminating photos haven't surfaced yet. Just make sure when you play "circle of death" at an SGNC party, you have on the appropriate undergarments.