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Fuck me right in the goat ass. First of all, I started out going to a movie after I decided that live music would lead me to liver cramps and that I needed to stay focused on NOT that... right. I went to the theater and the movie that I was going to see was sold out. No problem. I went to another theater and the movie I wanted to see started in an hour, so I went to the local (adjacent) sports bar (not for the sports, I assure you) and ordered some dinner and a beer. I am cursed with this knack for meeting strangers and befriending them... I guess I'm outgoing (or something). Anyhoo, I met this guy from North Carolina and another guy from New York City (Queens) and we hit it off. I was having so much fun talking to them that I blew off the movie and continued until their livers both failed and they died. I went to The Big Easy for Alan Haynes. This guy is absolutely amazing. I am not going to preach about him... let me at least say that I have never seen a man make love to his guitar like that and SRV has nothing on this motherfucker. Period. I went to Baker St. after that to apologize to Jamie and see Harry and Eric play. I, with my unfortunate curse, befriended 2 Scotsman, 3 Brits, and a partridge in a pare tree. I fucking bloody ass ton of Jagermeister and Red Bulls later (with beer in between), I was amazed to find myself here (at home). Fuck me. I'm going to bed.