Friday, February 15, 2008
Drunk on cocoa
Modesto, CA: The stage was small but the rawk was big. Apparently the stage was so small a security guard (in the maroon t-shirt) felt like chillin' next to wiL during Aiden's entire set. The night would have ended smoother if the club didn't lose power.
We drove all day yesterday to arrive at our destination: The Entertainment Capital of the World aka The City of Megalomaniacal Hedonism aka Las Vegas. Steve is missing and everyone is passed out. But not passed out on drugs and booze - passed out on expensive boutique chocolates. I had bacon-flavored chocolate and a banana-tinged truffle. We rock Las Vegas tonight, then hit Pomona, Ca tomorrow.