836am.  Woke up rather late, this morning, because I NEEDED the sleep. The experience of a John Mayer concert demanded I be unconscious for a longer period of time than normal. I’ll tell you the truth: John Mayer was not the worst.  Besides a few offensive covers (stay away from Hendrix and Bill Withers, you sadist!), his stuff is rather innocuous.  The worst was his opening band, some trustafarian reggae group who found it necessary to turn all the volumes on the soundboard to 10, except for the bass. That they turned to 100.   If there’d been filling in my teeth, they’d have shaken right out of my mouth. As it was, I only lost a few teeth.  Criminal, that band.  If I ever see their mothers on the street, Imma smack ‘em.  But it’s all alright, because tonight? Tonight I get to work the Jay Z concert.   If you are also attending the concert, tonight, do me the following favors: do not, should you be underage, drink so much I have to take care of you.  we will call your parents. it will be awful, you will never live it down. drink lots of water. if you faint, I will have to take care of you. it will be embarrassing.  you will never live it down. make sure your sugar levels are solid. do not have a diabetic emergency.  they will call me, I will have to take care of you.  we will call the fire department.  it will be embarrassing and time consuming.  you will live it down, but it will take a long time.  I want to see the show, too! AND SO, if you’re about to have a sweet-ass weekend, this shot of Laura (right after sunset, in some stranger’s open garage) is for you. View high resolution

836am.  Woke up rather late, this morning, because I NEEDED the sleep. The experience of a John Mayer concert demanded I be unconscious for a longer period of time than normal.

I’ll tell you the truth: John Mayer was not the worst.  Besides a few offensive covers (stay away from Hendrix and Bill Withers, you sadist!), his stuff is rather innocuous. 

The worst was his opening band, some trustafarian reggae group who found it necessary to turn all the volumes on the soundboard to 10, except for the bass.

That they turned to 100.  

If there’d been filling in my teeth, they’d have shaken right out of my mouth.

As it was, I only lost a few teeth. 

Criminal, that band.  If I ever see their mothers on the street, Imma smack ‘em. 

But it’s all alright, because tonight? Tonight I get to work the Jay Z concert.  

If you are also attending the concert, tonight, do me the following favors:

  • do not, should you be underage, drink so much I have to take care of you.  we will call your parents. it will be awful, you will never live it down.
  • drink lots of water. if you faint, I will have to take care of you. it will be embarrassing.  you will never live it down.
  • make sure your sugar levels are solid. do not have a diabetic emergency.  they will call me, I will have to take care of you.  we will call the fire department.  it will be embarrassing and time consuming.  you will live it down, but it will take a long time. 

I want to see the show, too!

AND SO, if you’re about to have a sweet-ass weekend, this shot of Laura (right after sunset, in some stranger’s open garage) is for you.

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