From the PH Blog, Sunday Morning

it's a cool 40 degrees or so. Been up since 5:30, after drinking the Friday night away, and sleeping Saturday away. We hung out at a bar named "Welcome to the Johnson's." No kidding. They gave us free drinks because of our namesakes. Got some shows this week to prepare for. New places to play, stuff like that. Should be fun. Been reading some Ray Bradbury. Not bad, a little overboard on the adjectives, but well written nonetheless. Got this great new song I'm trying to finish but the lyrics are plaguing me. The cool thing about it is it basically wrote itself in a 5 minute sitting, and I was just sort of along for the ride. This solitude is too comfortable, all tucked away from the rest of the world. Shelter, like our own private & creative think-tank. Little eatery on the corner has great food, and nice people. Feels like it's all ours too, and it's open 24 hours, so we can have coffee whenever we like. Wanted to go to the movies yesterday but overheard the matinee price was seven bucks. Screw that. More later. Patrick