each night after we have finished making music and hanging out with good folks we find ourselves back on the bus. the greatest moment of the day usually happens then. bus food. that’s what we call it. a large amount of take-out from some unknown locale is procured and brought back to the bus for late night consumption. last night it was taco cabana. affectionately called taco c by our collective. it was perfect. we stuffed ourselves with tortillas and cheese while watching The Clash:
i walked across the street to walmart. i purchased 1 brush, 1 pair of scissors, 1 comb. toni gave me a hair cut. this was very exciting. toni is the keeper of the hair. i do the maintanance and must say that one of my seminal talents is that i can cut my own hair while looking in the mirror. for most people this seems difficult as everything is flipped and opposite than what is natural. it is second nature for me. i’m pretty sure this is one of my super powers. i have more but this definitely could be one of them. the hair however had exceeded maintanance and needed heavy lifting so toni had to get to chopping. it looks really nice.
it is time for sound check. tulsa will never be the same.