April 3, 2003

quiver delivers

Our gig went very well. I managed to sweat all the way through my wetsuit by the end of “You Don’t Know Brian Perez.” The crowd was kind, so I was never forced to strip down to my Speedo. They knew what was good for them.

April in Duluth is great. I think my brain blew away in all this wind. A tree split in half and fell on Rob’s house and car and front steps. The stop signs in town all quiver.

Oops. I guess that’s what happens when I say that Wednesday is the 3rd rather than the 2nd.
Who proofreads this crap, anyway?