Sunday woke up and a couple rounds of be-bobble were played. Finally headed back down to the fest. Missed most of the opening bands but that's ok cuz they pretty much sucked the day before. Refilled on cocktails and beer. Watched Junior Brown on the small stage he was swell. Saw the Blue Flames and they were great. Kirk Fletcher kicked some serious ass on guitar. Got picture of Schmitty licking up spilled beer off the ground by the small stage. Some news lady was doing an interview on the "Backporch stage" and Schmitty kept yelling at her "we cant't here you". "Still can't here you". More cocktails more beers. We would put our cards together and we got a few discounts. I told the one dude buy two get one free and I guess he thought I new better than he did cuz he gave it us. Junior Brown was on the big stage later and he kicked some serious asshole. Roy Rogers was on earlier and he was pretty cool. Bo Diddley sucked, Little Richard was decent. Kid Ramos, and Dave Gonzales (Paladins) came in your mouth. I prepared many cracks for them. B.B. went on and he was good but predictable. Hey at least I got to see him before he's gone. What it be like bobble. The evening wound down Schmitty got or attempted to get a picture of two girl kissing. Went to Patsy's and had more drinks. Did some karaoke featuring Be-Bobble, and Johnny Lightning and the Smasher. The did a duet of dead or alive or something like that by Bon Jovi. I did Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer complete with fist pumps. Cute little girlys with there chump-ass boyfriends came in. It was cool cuz Mike Piazza was bartending that night. Thought that showed real dedication for him to fly in from NY. Went back to pass out. Almost passed out went in the house and the dog growled at me and I went to bathroom and had a good puke session I think that's why I didn't feel too bad the next day. This weekend gig coming up for memorial day weekend.