Joe, the guy who booked our show in
Lincoln, Nebraska, had been unceremoniously fired from booking at
Cultiva about a week ago. He let us know the show was still on, and
we could still stay with him, but he wasn't welcome on the premises.
So off to a good start. The show was sparsely attended, to say the
least. But we made the most of it. There were a handful of people who
were there and into it. And anyway, we kind of knew that was going to
be the score going into it.
We headed back to Joe's to hang out,
have some down time, and most importantly watch Zoolander. Joe
brought us out to a house warming party for a friend of his, where
the common refrain was “oh, I wish I'd known there was a show at
Cultiva. I would have gone!” So it goes. This is Pen Pen admiring
Joe's impressive VHS collection.
We decided the next day to stick around
Lincoln for another day instead of driving halfway to Wyoming and
taking a day off there. Lincoln's actually a pretty rad town. We had
lunch at this bookstore and got into a heated political discussion
with a guy who kept informing us he was “apolitical.” I'm
actually still not totally clear on what we were disagreeing about.
After lunch, everyone told us we should hit up the Nebraska History
Museum downtown. So we did that for a bit, then headed back to Joe's. Had another Thanksgiving
dinner that couldn't be beat and didn't get up until the next morning
when we all had to go to Wyoming. This is Pen Pen making an old-timey
phone call to Rosy.
This is a song I wrote one time. You
should download it and share it with your friends.
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