We played at a place called Tropics in Fullerton. Man this place was a dive. Which isn't necessarily a bad thing. The crowd looked like they were from Iowa or somewhere in the midwest. Pretty funny shit. We only got 3 free pitchers of beer out of the thing, which ain't much considerin I'm more of a liquor drinker, and the best beer they had on tap was Michelob. We played two sets it was fun, but it'd be nice to make a little casheesh. Some dude kept yelling for the Doors so we eventually played Roadhouse Blues. I think the karaoke dude was getting annoyed cause he actually got paid for his work. The owner said something about firing him though I don't know if that was really gonna happen. She didn't make a very stiff drink.

About a week later we played the Bamboo Terrace which is a chinese restraunt, but basically becomes a bar/club. We got a free meal out of it and a fair amount of drinks at least. The gig went swell, and people dug it. There was an after party at Lester B. and Joy Happy afterwards. I was jamming with some dude that came to our show when some pig came up, and threatened to take everyone to jail. Fucken pigs!! Put 'em in a bacon double cheese burger. Lots of puking went on (not me though) at the party, I guess that means plenty of drinking was done. Somebody dropped a log in the toilet that wouldn't flush down, and then later on somebody puked. Fantastic combo! Crashed out later on.

Sunday went to messy eggs at the Knight nothing interesting, fucken Raiders lost though, assholes. Some new dude is cooking for Ramon, needs to season the shit more. I need a drink it's been a week and a half.