Just Call him HAIR

In case you were wondering...

This is how rockstars eat. On the floor behind the Subs onstage...


We're all sitting on the couches in the band house. David keeps falling asleep (it is 4:51am right now) and Miguel keeps saying REALLY LOUDLY, "Hey David! You're sleeping"

David wakes up every time long enough to say, "Yeah. I know" and then goes back to sleep.

Oh these boys. They keep me laughing. :) They got in an ice cube fight last night... and the puddles of water in the kitchen a few hours later were mostly mopped up by my feet and the pant legs of Panther's jeans.

I think my favorite story from tonight:
Panther went up to the bar to get a drink. He started a tab, but he didn't give the bar tender a card or introduce himself. (We're the band... they know we'll be there all night!) So the guy just called him "HAIR". That was the name written on his receipt later when he went up to pay.

I just think that is excellent. Don't know Panther's name? No worries. Just call him, "Hair" :)

Yay! So many cute girls out tonight!
Our friends Brittany and Deanna came out!



Thanks for my Peace. Love. Fiddle. Drawing!



Peace. Love. Fiddle.
~natalie