Wednesday, August 11, 2004
When I was in Victoria this weekend, taking my poor bike to the bike hospital, the High Dials slept at my house.
And by "slept", I mean "lay their heads down for about 30 winks before they had to jump up and head out to Seattle for their next gig".
Seriously, they were in my house for less than 6 hours, including the hour and a half it took the 4 of them to shower in the morning. And one of them still managed to accidentally leave a half-empty bottle of head and shoulders in my shower.
At least, I'm assuming it was accidental, and not some kind of bizarre hostess gift.
Ah, the glamour of the rock and roll lifestyle...
And by "slept", I mean "lay their heads down for about 30 winks before they had to jump up and head out to Seattle for their next gig".
Seriously, they were in my house for less than 6 hours, including the hour and a half it took the 4 of them to shower in the morning. And one of them still managed to accidentally leave a half-empty bottle of head and shoulders in my shower.
At least, I'm assuming it was accidental, and not some kind of bizarre hostess gift.
Ah, the glamour of the rock and roll lifestyle...
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