Pity Pot Hangover

I thought I better write a reprieve after yesterdays wining fest.

The rainy season has been mild.  April and May were very wet, as is usual.  And we have dried out some in June and July which is the "Indian Summer" that happens most years.

This is nice because even though I like rain, enough is enough.

Last night our band played at the Oasis restaurant.  We knew the gig might be short on people because the last 3 times we played there last year, they took 2 to 3 hours to get the dinners served.  This pissed many of our fans off.  They vowed to never return.

And they didn't return.

We had about 40 people, (100 to 120 is normal) which is a miserable turnout for us.  And, we have never seen these people before...an all new audience.  Very strange!

To make matters worse, Yella was sick and struggled through the night feeling poorly.  She did a great job through the sickness but it was a strain for her.

Those that attended had a good time.  We played marginally.

A let down for sure.  Just as our last job at Las Ruinas last week was a let down.

I believe that the times are a changing, as I alluded to in yesterdays blog.

Time to move on!

This is a day of rest.  All I have to do is take in the trash to the trash truck, conveniently parked in front of the fire station.  This is our weekly outing with the dogs who get to ride into town and maybe take a walk.  Since our dogs are unruly, mayhem will dominate.

I think I will watch Wimbledon tennis today while eating quarts of ice cream, chips and dip and copious quantities of coffee.

I can't wait to see what shows up next.  The last wave of was excellent.  Who knows what the next will be?