We returned to Raleigh Monday and had a nice day off indulging in a Small Ponds/Kellogg and the Sixers dinner at Gravy, followed by some very enthusiastic bowling at The Alley on Hillsborough St, followed by wings and nightcaps at the Raleigh Times. Since I've been drinking for the last month straight, I was sure that the evening would be relatively tame, which of course, it was not. But we kept it classy, and nobody's pants came off in public. A success.
Tonight, we play the Cat's Cradle in Carrboro, and then off to the Northeast tomorrow.
**Today's blog entry feels like work because I feel a little worked over. There was a pretty serious lack of humor, witty wordplay, anecdotes from the road, etc. I would put a picture up, but I can't find my phone right now and I don't feel like looking for it. More to come, I swear. And it will get better.
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