This weekend was a blast. So to speak. Three day weekend started slow, took a fast turn and ended perfectly. Friday I hung out at home, got everything done that needed doing. Saturday was slow, but saturday night was where it rocked the show: Went to the Copeland concert downtown with Jules, B-Man and Roy. 4 hours of music, most of which was really good, mixed in with some...well...interesting characters that were so totally from San Diego and a little moshing too. After the concert (I'd like to mention it was like 100 degrees inside the venue) we go outside and it is pouring rain. Perfect. We walk a few blocks to royers car, hit up wendy's then go home. Sunday WLC, maybe it's better to say Roy, STK and I, jammed for the first time since lord knows when. It was everything a jam should be: fun. We wrote not for the sake of writing, but for the sake of playing. Then it ends now, with a horrible movie on CBS and a rootbeer float. Thank god for the little things. .Steve