Good God in Heaven, I'm at work this morning. And only one hour late. Was out late last night - didn't get much sleep. Now for the saddest part, I'm super sore and achey from a mean game of kickball last night. It takes a lot more out of you than you'd think.

Later we went to see the guy from coachwhips play all solo-style. It was pretty good. Kinda weird mix of old-timey country and blues with lots of echo and delay on his voice and guitar. The plan had been to go for just a little while but it didn't turn out that way. That's one of the ways those dastardly bars trick you, they give you cheap drinks til midnight and by then you're somewhat tipsy and you decide that staying out til 2:30am is a good idea. Eh. Not so much. It was fun, though.