one of the super cool things about "world tour" is designing your own rockstar. cory and i took this very very seriously. in fact, i think we each spent a good chunk o' time creating them. here's cory stretching the face out. you can even give them broken noses if you want! pure genius.
rocking out requires malty beverages, dontcha know. tonight cory and i discovered pbr light. i don't recommend it. blech! it'll do in a pinch, though. i have a feeling the suitcase we bought will take up space in the fridge for a while.
i'd like to say i look tough, but the laura ashley dress makes me look like an amish chick on an extended rumspringa. still, it works for the ease of movement factor. (oh, the fishtank is bill's. i know, i know - it's filthy, lacking in water, and we had to put up with a horrible grinding sound from rocks that are stuck in the filter. any hate mail chastising bill for fish abuse will be forwarded to him. feel free send 'em.)
i tried singing but after playing guitar for so long, i switched back after two songs. cory defaulted to bass and we were kicking ass. our band made over $6000! where do we cash that credit in for the real green, guys? anyone have a clue?
the evening was over far too soon. cory's sweet girlfriend even drove out from capital hill to pick him up. thank you, christine! and thank you, cory. suesday is back.
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