I stopped by little reckless after work yesterday to visit youngdave and record shop and he said he’d go to the show with me, so I didn’t have to go alone. Not only that, but Brooks showed up later after he got off of work. I was releived to have some friends with me, and I didn’t have to drink alone either. Not that I got sauced, I only had two as I was tired and I had to drive home, and I just wasn’t in the mood for drinking, I was too bummed out. Seeing Pelican, as good as they were, stirred up memories of “her” though and that put a damper on the evening, but that would have happened anyway and there was no way it could have been avoided. I took some pictures and will post them here maybe tonite or tomorrow, and I still have one more installment of the Mr. Potato Head saga to deliver to you folks as well.