On these nights when I go out on the big town of Beaumont straight from work, I am worn out by midnight. Pitiful. Tonight, among other things, we saw Drew Tichnell, a 19 year old Southeast Texas native with an amazing voice (that's Drew up there at the top of this post). We saw her at the Vortex, a funky little club which I loved immediately.
Saturday night, we'll be seeing Cam Pyle, one of our favorites, at Antone's. Man, three great nights in a row. To quote Jack, an embarrassment of riches.
I have to get up early tomorrow because my aunt who got flooded out of her house in Port Arthur from Hurricane Rita finally got her insurance money and we're moving her to her new house. However, I got the cushy job of helping my cousin shop for new bedroom furniture. I guess they decided my decorating skills were a lot more valuable than my non-existent muscle power.
So, off to bed I go and I leave you with another poster from Art.com...
2 comments:
All that carousing....Tsk tsk. I wonder if at Art.com they have pictures of your liver and kidneys.
Old Horsetail - Yeah, it's called The Scream.
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