Saturday went to the Q club for a burger and beer after doing many band business things. The Scottish gal was working Michelle I think is her name. Went up to Mother's for the gig. Free pitcher of Sierrna to start it off. Everybody in the bar was already wasted even though it only 5:00. Had a great fucking time everybody loved the sweet motherfuckers and made a little cash too. Plenty of free Sierrna's. Only downside was drunks flirting with guitar player's wife. Went back to CM and got lost on the way. Ended up surprise at the Knight. Double was there he flaked on our gig but his ride flaked on him so want can you do. Had more car bombs. Went back to Lester B and Joyless. Me very drunk throw Drunkenmeister's whistle across the room get in a wresting match with him. Very funny. I don't remember what the hell I was drinking at the house.

Sunday I felt bad so I bought Drunkenmeister breakfast and a citrus cooler (budweiser with a Lemon) at the Knight of course. Sat there for a while the other Jason's lady came with her friend who I guess saw my band play before. Friendly gal none the less. Went to the Helm and played music and made everybody happy. One guy is in there all the time and he gets ecstatic when I put tunes on the juke but I don't know why he doesn't just put them on himself. Terry the bartender (aka grandma's jugs) is leaving the helm for good she tells me. Moving to Vegas in February. I have a few Tanqueray and Tonics and leave for the Huddle but convince myself not to go. I'll just regret it more on Monday.

So Monday my hangover was to bad. Drank lots of water, took a nap. Hell yeah motherfuckers. Oh yeah and Schmidty wasn't there though I was supposed to hang out with him on New Year's. tee hee.