Yesterday was beautiful out. Got a call from a friend in Pa (the angry cupcake for those in the know) to go for a ride but I had already planned to go over to Ray's to jam. So, I packed up the guitar, the amp, and the other stuff and was sucking in that air outside while hoofing it out to the car with every breath wishing I was getting on the bike instead. But, plans are plans and a good jam at Ray's makes for a pretty good day, so fuck it.
We're jamming for a while and bullshitting (mostly bullshitting, honestly) and next thing you know, here comes Joel. Then comes Dave and Tom, then Mike shows up and suddenly, I'm the only one here with four wheels. Pack up, head home, grab the bike and back to Ray's. So, the nice day was not lost in Ray's basement bar.
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