so long, boston. i hardly knew ye...

what a week, what a week. after spending last weekend in california with the wife, i packed my bags, grabbed my trusty guitar, and hopped on a plane to boston wednesday morning to play a show that nite with my friend amelia white (yes, that rhymes). after a few luggage inspections, 1 layover, 1 promised 2 hour delay in newark, a brief panic attack, and a subsequent reduction in the delay by an hour, i landed in boston ready to rock. turns out you can't just show up and rock in boston. you've got trains to catch and walkin' to walk. so an hour, and some serious sweating, later, i loaded in and got ready to go. thanks to my friend chad, i had a pretty fair turnout and things went swimmingly.

amelia's set was brilliant. she's a very sweet and fun lady who plays with a band full of great guys who were all very nice and made me feel right at home. her guitar player, russell, is a grade-a badass. you'll have the chance to see them both at family wash next friday, september 9th. i can't recommend this show enough. now, back to me...

after an evening of revelry and alcohol, i caught a few hours of sleep on chad's floor before heading back out to catch my 8.30 flight back home. (note: security guys at logan airport are hardasses. i thought they were going to take my guitar because it had a 9 volt battery inside it.). upon landing, i drove straight home, took a shower and headed back out to go work for the man. you'd think that after all that, i'd go straight home and go to bed.

you'd think wrong.

i went down to the flying saucer for mr. roboto's shindig. after having a few beers with jag, jill, jag2, chris, brittney, mr. roboto et al, i headed home, told the wife hello and goodnite, and collapsed into bed around 10. and here we are...

to sum up, here are the lessons i've learned this week:

-you won't make any friends with airport security when you ask them if they thought you were going to shive someone with the needlenose pliers they took out of your gig bag.
-you also won't make friends with airport security if you ask them if they've ever seen an acoustic guitar with a 9-volt battery in it.
-flying whilst hungover is the most surefire way to barf on an airplane.
-watching that thing you do while flying hungover is the best way to avoid throwing up on an airplane.
-a sensible person would NOT go to the day job the afternoon after going to boston, playing a show, drinking too much, sleeping too little and being harrassed by airport security.
-a sensible person would NOT go to a bar with friends and acquaintances for an evening of revelry after going to work the day after they went to boston to play a show, drink too much, sleep too little and be harrassed by airport security (and a partridge in a pear tree).
-i am not a sensible person.

i have some pictures of amelia's set that i'll try to post in the next couple of days. don't forget what i said about next friday. it's a can't miss event!