Wussup baby! Jus' kickin with some beer, a large doob
, da woman and some peanut butter for those "special" moments.
(My dogs hate those "special" moments.)
Oddly enough, I got asked to run sound for this good sized, weekend long jam the town puts on every year. It's called the Elko Jamboree. Got a shitload of bikers come in from all over and the town just parties it up. Buncha vendors, beer, boobies and bands n shit. It's not huge but a helluva lot bigger than I'm comfortable with. Somewhere around 6000 extra people if I'm remembering right.
Gotta think this un over. The chicken shit in me is rearing it's ugly head.
How boutchoo? Who ya been doin?