Sunday September 23 2007
Walked early then went back to bed. To El Mariachi and everyone was sitting outside and it was like 90 degrees and I was sort of, well, I wanted to go inside. Leslie was there, and she said she was maybe going to travel around with a friend for a while. Grimey said he had a new nickname for Mindy: “Charley” and I still couldn’t really understand why. Leslie told the embarrassing story about her mom and her brother overhearing a “private” conversation because she forgot to mention I was on speaker-phone. I had 2 margaritas and some Shrimp of the Devil. Home, and took a major league nap, then tidied up a bit. Went to the Basement, and Layng met me over there. We watched Mitch Easter, and he was good. All the guitars were Rickenbackers, and the songs were cool. Bill Lloyd was there, and Brad Jones. Home about 11.